This is a song about "Gather"

Gather round gather round cause i’m home now

Cause i run up in them and i make their cats meow

I get it crackin' like the lips of a nigger, actor

I open my mouth and all the people gather

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

My life is a gather of strives of knifes and daggers

You gather your thoughts and then return here undetected,

Shit i represent is killin' niggas and shit

And as i can't gather enough food to eat

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

Putting the pieces together, from what i can gather/

I gather fanatics and there's nothin that i would rather have/

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

We bring the truth so people always gather

Good love then i can do that for her