This is a song about "Richard the lionheart"

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between

Where the fuck the chorus

Don’t you be holding back, your love

As the tao converted the thief

And all my childhood memories

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

Niggas couldn't fill my shoes

From the gutter to the roof

They took her by the throat, we front in here for dope

Here's the answer and the antidote:

You made me wanna

I bring the heat like the