This is a song about "Staff are"

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Yeah you might laugh or call us staff but i'm not half mean cuz don't lean on nobody

Kings are clashing and storm storms are slashing

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

For thou art with me, thy rod and thy staff they comfort me he walked along the

Troublesome niggahahaha, troublesome 19-motherfuckin'-96let it be known nigga

Minutes or so, so make it last, make it fast, buffer my brass staff,

Nigga, i'm a samurai, cut your skinny ass in half

Just gimme a hour, i’ll light it up like an eiffel tower

My staff look like it been crafted by a higher power

When you know that you are

Nigga i'm a hundred miles far

You know i am not gon stop

We brain freezers,but are rhymes are hot.

With a home girl, best friend, lover, all that

Nas, he runs the whole staff, we count mad for seen bad