This is a song about "Power over everyhing"

Just gimme a hour, i’ll light it up like an eiffel tower

They feed and attach bombs to their back for religion and power

No one man should have all that power

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

It's over, it's over, it's all over.

While you starin' over your shoulder

Now tell me where's your true power

Got the perfect plan to help me get her

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

My staff look like it been crafted by a higher power

And the last one, he's in the mirror

With some power to devour

Listen; blacker the berry, sweeter the powder

Showing my lyrical skill and lyrical power,

To the power or greatness

All we need is convienient love