This is a song about "Terror"

But every time i smoke, well, a nigga mind gone

Never a storm til i woke up, and there was terror at dawn

Thug life niggas and we be ready for whatever

Reporting a federal crime an act of terror

Cause america the terror of,

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

Not an afghan but i get my terror on.

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

I'm like the night, i'm full of terror and the darkness

Tornados and tremors, i'm the demon of terror,

Picture a place that they exist, together

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

I spread nightmares while you sleep call me the terror breeder,

Its all gun bustin, its such a lack of the subject

To figure out, that i'm the biggest terror intellect