This is a song about "Residue reed"

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

I guess i crunched yo bones in half, a machine like ed reed built me

Out in the district they selling water and buying pistols

He wares a linen cloths and a pair of reed sandals

I'm wolf, ace gon' put that fucking hole in my head

Spitting sentences spilling residue on his crew neck

Gorgeous, the funky four horsemen and one more

Freestyle natural like butch reed,blow your mind like a claymore