This is a song about "Power"

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

To the power or greatness

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

The nine gonna pop in silence with power

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

No one man should have all that power

Showing my lyrical skill and lyrical power,

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

I remember peabody mice crawling up the shower

But we say the names, it's changing us, money and power,

And there's little to be glad for

Got the power to many more

Mad power like macbeth,

Yes sir, please confess

I'm feelin' like i better have an answer

Now tell me where's your true power