This is a song about "Shadow of the colossus"

And you won’t have to live in the shadow

When people wore pajamas and lived life slow

I've been fly, i'd could probably show

That doesn't wanna let go so this shadow

To blossom a promise to end the false prophets and colossus profit

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

A shrouded cloaked confounded shadow protective hateful entity.

And every woman looking at you knew that you was lucky

Then i see a shadow behind me, and its my turn to scream

I spitting bars the metronome the money machine

I am the shadow that lingers around

My tires align with the play, but the times out

I'll follow you like your shadow does

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

I can't forget that your shadow will be my

Cuz they all broken, why do ghetto birds die