This is a song about "Keith the thief"

I put these poems all in these songs

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

Thats keith and actualluy kaarnage raised in a barn bitch

But what we did was found our niche and made a stitch

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

If i take an oath that mean i give up all my area code hoes

Now this counselor is trying to tell me that i'm emo, she don't give a fuck

My chief felt a sense of relief. i'm not a thief but slut , look at your butt,

You created your own thief,

Create life with the beats, alicia keys

In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave

I’m a sinner, jesus christ, please forgive me for my ways

Hit yo ho with a muthafuckin baseball bat

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

You're in the presence of a player, i'd rather be ya nigga

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the