This is a song about "Object blood shadow"

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

Yea, though i walk through the valley of the shadow of death, i will fear no evil:

Shallow here, a shadow puppeteer of a lyrically ruthless buccaneer.

Jeah! it's like the whole bird gang's in here, like kurt cobain's was here

Not were in the valley of the shadow pioneers

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Ummmm yes, we don't stand in the club

Graveyards filling up with street blood

If rap is an object it's something i own

Paparazzi, magazines: please leave me alone

And you won’t have to live in the shadow

And you cute, shorty; let's get low

I’m starring in this bitch and yeah i write the show

Walk amongst the shadow with the voice that i follow

A shrouded cloaked confounded shadow protective hateful entity.

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see