This is a song about "Power napping"

To the power or greatness

I can teach you all the sounds of love

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Enough hey, lets talk about knowledge and power

You're a circus act, more worthless crap than a napping mexican i can refill

Hustlin in our hoods , slanging nothing but the goods / street to street you will

I am on the mic with everlasting power

I never use a fork i always spoon her

Haven't felt this hungry since i started rapping, capping bitches like it was napping/

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

Now tell me where's your true power

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

No one man should have all that power

Dripping cold blood like the winter, the summer

Money equals greed, greed equals power,

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her