This is a song about "Life s hourneys"

Give 'em guns, step back, watch em kill each other"it's time to fight back", that's what huey said

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

I don't shop in the public, ain't finna wait in line

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

The outline which you n****s out dated

And you all will respect that

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

Wait what if it was the "great"'s ghost on

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

If i ever hand you some weed, it's free, you don't owe me none

Don't go to far

Bad, just like an 80's car

Um tom frazier, new lebron haters

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

I got some fire and shit

I got ak-47's get ya shit lit