This is a song about "Healing"

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

Broken my heart, cant see it healing

Every nigga prolly' hate, tell them niggas get a life

And now with god's touch and healing i can honor my wife.

Like an explosion, erosion, you need some healing lotion,

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

Whips your back and leaves you with lifetime scars with no healing

Not a product on the market that can offer this feeling

Just know when your mom says she going to one of her "personal healing",

Smoke that weed then we do the damn thang every evening evening

So we can start the healing of the nation....

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Healing is this: i'm the forever king

Now tricks for decreasing weeping, increasing healing/ leave feelings in the attic/

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick