This is a song about "Rank"

Po-po wanna pick his brain, ho's wanna give him brain

Reminisce on 'hood memories, we had the rank same,

Move on, a war going on outside no one is safe from

But in no specific order, man, here is how i rank 'em,

Now his rank stripped and his life taken away,

Come with me, to madrid thats where real play

The walls i couldn't break em or take em apart with a tank

The pressure's on, must be cause' of how high i rank/

Shit, caught up in your perfect world, you never heard me cry

Now the rank of being just simple average everyday guy,

And we walk the plank and we the same rank and we ain't famous, you ain't even know it,

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that