This is a song about "Our way"

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

We teach our future our past

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face

No fuck-ing rules gonna stand in our way of a cor-rect place,

On our way home talking bout my lie daddys little lawyer

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

If i'm getting geetchi i can rock three chains on either block

We started from the bottom now were on our way to the top

Expanding our chances

Here i go again, searching for love

Guess our trends dose and our melodies closure

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

I'm like roots, you a new shovel

Waterspoutin our despicable

Commanding things to be my way

Then some lady named billie holiday