This is a song about "Lost loved ones"

Until my flesh hardened so pardon

You'll always be my loved one

I'll teach you 'bout equity and real estate honey

Lost arrowheads of a lost society,

We must come together an mourn for the 9 little ones that have lost their lives

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

And chickie's never loved him

Nail to 2 tha coffin

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

The ones always feeling fuckin crummy

Always tried to think positive, like when life gives you lemons

Never loved during adolescence, only thing i loved were smoke sessions,

You left us, the ones you love and the ones with spite/

Yeah late at night, when i got the phone call and made a right

Trying to get back to this thing called love

Remember i used to bang with bad ones