This is a song about "Overcoming the odds"

Tryna make the perfect odds like he got a fetish

This my zombie circus, i hope the majors heard this

I bring the heat like the

She acting all extra

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

Watch this, hey quik let me see them binoculars, nigga

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

Better acknowledge i'm fienin for that spotlight, cause i'm comin for first, bout to burst,

I'm the best, even when i'm cynical

Terrible odds on a two faced nickel.

What's the odds that a atheist will pray for me,

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

Organized crime, i kill your boss