This is a song about "Power"

Reflecting how's my life if stay to the god power.

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

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

You know when your homie barely blink, he just done powder

But most times darling the sequel sucks

No money, power, or drugs,

No ho, acquainted with the floor

Got the power to many more

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

So with our words we can give those kids the power

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

My staff look like it been crafted by a higher power

To the power or greatness

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

Right flows down and they might go nice

And power means a price