This is a song about "Rift"

Does our ancestors rift mean we can't coexist

It's born to rock on, explosion, one of the toughest

Pray to god i don't do some stupid shit and end up in a hearse

They never envisioned a rift, but time was flippin' the script on the brothers

Riding around with ms. reece and them

Causin' a rift in the game, a great schism.

Poor guy seems to be caught in a rift

I'm ready to hit 'em with this gift

They never envisioned a rift, but time was flippin' the script on the brothers

The flow hot nasty like a couple siracha flavored used rubbers/