This is a song about "Policy of limitations with worldly affairs"

Spread the word and witness, he rose on the first sunday

How could this rule be set against my policy..

Of a kid with no exuberance

Now it's 6 2's on closed curtains

Atl was tipping them

Soaked with pitchers of rum

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Mixed with excision of inhibition

With all of this rap shit

You can feel it via spirit

It use to be love, happiness and companionshipremember when i treated you good

We living for our worldly desires, building our empires on things we put

Walkin with a pair of nikes

All the time with this glock of mines

Stop with the policy of poppin' pills before you get pulled by a cop

You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught