This is a song about "Perice the veil"

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

I'm not telling the details, i'm keeping those behind the veil.

They giving niggas letters here and they ain't sending mail

I'm hatsheput, the king, the queen,

Eyes real low, just blame it on the green

I love your ambition

Cocked the pistol, checked the pin

From the bench to the ball

Make sure to give them my all

I bring the heat like the

You made me wanna

I let you know you dealing with dogs

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