This is a song about "The andes mountains"

You made me wanna

I bring the heat like the

I could run a thousand mountains with the power i feel

I swear these bitches look up to me like i'm doing here

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

The flow cold as a shoulder of a gold diggin hoes

Hell, ever since i was a little nigga havin' fantasies

While our ancestors moved mountains, blazed, and split the seas,

The bigger the the fun

There are times when you'll need someone

Bird gangs, it was birds i flew

I'm drinkin' coors, my mountains are blue

Y'all be the next in the long line of war stories

While our ancestors moved mountains, blazed, and split the seas,

The pen, it hits the paper, move mountains, the ink, it drips,

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits