This is a song about "Kingz of segui"

Beaches of normandy.

They say nothings ever free

Of potential cases

I think found where your mind was

Illusion of days of elysium fields full of gladiators

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Of the book of your life

I need a backyard full court size

Because of my constant fear of being betrayed

Left my uncle in prison for 15 years no one paid

Out of this coviction of feelings

Take her back to where i live

Defendants of a meddle, restless full of potential

They say to get a hundred mill you must become the devil

I’ll be back on the same night

Out of mind out of sight