This is a song about "Head in right direction"

In your rap, you keep losing sense of direction,

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

Even if its momentary it is a stride in the right direction,

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

And think alone in my head

Like a church in debt

How you feel in your head

And niggas wouldn't call you bitch, i betcha

Shoot bullets in your direction, 45 para

I thought inside my head, this is the wrong direction.

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

But yo i pack pump, when i'm walking in my own direction,

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

Bitch looks in my direction and she says "try me"

And missin' for the nightman this shit is just that easy