This is a song about "Sons of anarchy"

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

We should be up in anarchy

Hope you heard that intro

Return of the king of flow

Just know fame has a price, lose everything

Tired of feeling wired of dealing

Everybody seems to misread every sentence

Father was rich enough to pay, child would never have any sons

Top of my pile of bodies

4-3... yea, remember that please

Let me teach you all the sounds of love

Of which im not exactly proud of,

Fuck a video vixen, they got vicious intentions

No rest for the wicked, or the clean purest of sons

Of instant elation

Gin makes me sin