This is a song about "Order"

And we ain't hard to find is the tales that we kick

Follow the order if your a fucking fanatic

Tryna run over to put it in order got- "life is so less"

I shall not fear no man but godthough i walk through the valley of death

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

I don't need no lawyer, i'm in court without the order,

Since i quarter dimes in order n' preach crack in holy water

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Life sentence, court order, hearing the journeys thoughts

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

Order bottles, no moscato

I see'em grillin, i ate it though