This is a song about "People like to be the heroes and stuff"

I'll tell you true stories, how i coldly hold heat

The kind of stuff im pouring makes the bandits go to sleep,

Still stomping the chumps when they mouths get to talking that stuff

Red berry everywhere, got puff getting jealous

Im true to my word and spit real stuff

I'm a magician so please focus

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

Meaning wherever god has places you to be, to plant the seeds in people

I was taught to let the bad stuff go and suck it up

I don't really know what the fuck's in my cup

How you niggas pimpin if you spendin on vagina

See people to be leaving the cold medina

This nation's peace sent here to run you

What happened to the stuff we used to do?