This is a song about "Our generatuon"

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

Your our provider

I see our lives faded, as we search for our david/

Straight up fuck all y’all nigga's talking about that nigga changed shit

Covering our behinds.

Cause then i’m throwing peace signs

When you ask for our help it will be our payback

That farrakhan hakeem olajuwon qaddafi rap

... that our existence is troubled

Unify them, mob through, take over and

Work everyday for the praises, our work our haven

And thinkin 'bout it, i'm goin and gettin another one

I style on new york, pile up my fork

Our love was still there but our minds were lost

How we trust 'em with our guns, where's our freedom and liberty,

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree