This is a song about "Mounatin men in new mexico"

We were raided in the trench lose a couple men but what we do is kill all those

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

Smart young men are in the streets sent to jail,

We broke and that dough coming slow as a snail

Platinum and gold, you gots to love that

New whip or new bitch im always up in it.

Souls sold to men that are robed in magenta,

And niggas wouldn't call you bitch, i betcha

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

You kids are new,youve been in the new ages

And you ain't gettin' it, 'til you start payin' jewels

Who cares? it's acceptable to men in suits who make the rules

Its not our place to judge or to use anger to defend there is no anger in the hearts of faithful men

Clock ticks from ten, more socks hung again till 3 2 1 thank god for another year alive, amen.

Instead of countin sheep, niggas countin cannibalsand that's how it is in the pen

Togehter shall we fight against hordes in war vultures will surrond their companies men