This is a song about "Sheer power"

So sour its like drinking blood for the power

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

Where every recipient, property of the state

Like taking off a sheer hundred pounds of nothing but weight,

Pray for peace with the babies, they a beast in the summer

They feed and attach bombs to their back for religion and power

That don’t mean i’ma stunt her

No one man should have all that power

I'm a royalty nominee going all out on sheer will

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

Everyone has power, gotta activate it

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

When i’m looking in the mirror

With some power to devour

Mad power like macbeth,

So hold back ya tears