This is a song about "The 3rd"

Intendent attend them, cool cause

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

Let's go shopping, get your purse, them bitches be tricking first

Like true lovers caught lost in the summer, 3rd degree sunburned

Until then, my feet planted on the ground, shadowboxing my conscience

Put me somewhere my 3rd eye all scared but i feel like its been open since

And then i'll lay you down and record soft porn

In front of your mom your 1st, 2nd and 3rd born.

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

Okay today i was the freshest in my area

You wonder how it feels to walk a mile inside tha shoes

Children in 3rd world countries dying from a lack of medical tools//

I bring the heat like the

Thug for life nigga