This is a song about "Power"

Good kids make bad grown ups

No money, power, or drugs,

At times i like to watch out the latest shit

Everyone has power, gotta activate it

So with our words we can give those kids the power

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Cane been warmed up and sent to the corner

Just remember that you lack the power

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

No one man should have all that power

Showing my lyrical skill and lyrical power,

Listen; blacker the berry, sweeter the powder

In the past hour, i'm just rebelling from government power.

Not too many is touching, double m g this summer