This is a song about "Sons of anarchy"

Out of mind out of sight

I got plans tonight

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

Sons and daughters wander through the slums for running water

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

he saved our lives , he rose from death he forages for his sons,

Return of the king of flow

Look how the buzz will grow

Got the eye of tiger, spit of cobra, form of a dragon

Thats why we're always goin and we don't gotta go with them

Cause my thing something vicious

Of which im not exactly proud of,

I don't sprint just boost when i feel

Every one of her sons must hear

Tired of feeling wired of dealing

Now this is what i call an evening