This is a song about "Gather"

I can say ghettoest ‘cause i come from where metal spit

You gather your thoughts and then return here undetected,

That's aight thoughkeep a nigga heavy in the game, bout so long

All the people gather into a crowd and sing a song

I gather the remains no waste and savour all the blood,

Fuck it, momma's proud of her asthmatic thin fuck

Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live

Gather my mind in musical pastures lathered with

I open my mouth and all the people gather

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

But i gather that cash like hacka shack

Make sure it's mean so them fiends keep on coming back

Your heart literally is what i do want for lunch

I wipe cake from my eyes, gather up the courage

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

My life is a gather of strives of knifes and daggers