This is a song about "Power over everyhing"

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

Humanity has always been about the power

I get mine and i bounce like a bad check

They want power and riches over your head

I am on the mic with everlasting power

And bet this, i'm a mothafucking monster

I am on the mic with everlasting power

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

That's what rains for

A country in power

With some power to devour

That damier bag i bought her

Everyone has power, gotta activate it

It’s a fact that i ain’t givin’ up my stacks like that

And then along came the wrong man for her

Now tell me where's your true power