This is a song about "The ancient incas"

Me and satan vacatin to ancient alien places

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

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

Gas 'em like a rental, when i take off, tell the bitch take care

You worthless kid. nigga don't deserve to live

An ancient myth... born upon a shaky cliff

Moving my tapes in major weight cause every dollar countsbusters is jealous and half these niggas is punks

Attributes of aristotle from the era of alabaster archways and ancient aqueducts.

Like a passenger on 9/11, please go find a reverend

The water from the past is the same water in the present

Every night i stroke hoes

The more battles the better the flows