This is a song about "Hope and melody"

Not the days he spent so carefully, crafting words to his melody

I'm bi-polar, women know a nigga ain't an enemy

Shit i bought them tracks, stupid bitch i'm broke

Im a flicker and a lit glimmer of hope

Challenges and props give me hope

I bet you've never seen a pig fly, nope

So lets stand up to the melody,

To my gunfulfillin' my destiny

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold

And i hope for a future, but now i’m mean and cold

Threw 70 bands, bet 50 stacks, oh fuckin well

That leads between hope and dispair

Bun b, i’m underground king

And hope they like what you rapping,

Clever and never surrender my hope

Smoke that mark mcgwire strong, oakland a no basic smoke