This is a song about "Power"

And bet this, i'm a mothafucking monster

So with our words we can give those kids the power

My staff look like it been crafted by a higher power

Soulja boy tell 'em did better then the regular

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Knowledge is power information is key

I grind the competition with my teeth, i'm high power

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

So sour its like drinking blood for the power

Dripping cold blood like the winter, the summer

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

I am on the mic with everlasting power

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

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

I thought i recognized her

A country in power