This is a song about "Second coming"

There'd still be niggas out killing

And dying every second im living

Aight santana man...let's do this

No failed romances, no second glances,

Niggas dying like its nothing

You won’t see it coming

Ross and folarin, couple women

Give you a second to run

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

Funny 1st verse serious second,

Second i get in the booth,

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

Just the nothing coming

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

Second i give into proof,