This is a song about "Roan power"

With some power to devour

Myself as a prominent figure

But we say the names, it's changing us, money and power,

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Mad power like macbeth,

I'm hoping i confess

Got the power to many more

Woodstock though, couple bands on the floor

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

Showing my lyrical skill and lyrical power,

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

I remember peabody mice crawling up the shower

Good kids make bad grown ups

No money, power, or drugs,