This is a song about "Power and rich"

Showing my lyrical skill and lyrical power,

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Enough hey, lets talk about knowledge and power

Listen; blacker the berry, sweeter the powder

Only dreamed of middle class, and never, ever, ever rich,

And fleeing the sceneon rufus, my evil walrus, bitch

Back like i never ever left in the first

Money, drugs, and power rule the world,

Your clan with power and then an instrument,

A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust

Song so it doesn't have a hook im the sovran i have superlative power man i got so rich i

So we both ball till' my dying daysbefore i say goodbyekato and mental rest in peacethug till i die

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

I got the power, and the responsibility

Even though she is rich, beautiful, and white

Killa never let the drama slide