This is a song about "The arrow"

Do the math, get the sum

I’m effervescent, just ask them

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

Where would i be without my dogs

Victory is within my grasp, arrow to your throat i'm there 'till you take that last gasp

Until i'mma gonei bust on bad boy middle finger to da bratdon't get your young ass smacked

Got me thinkin' 'bout better days

The streetz is aint the safe

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between

Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

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

And stick a arrow in the back of the bus thats how you finish a combo

Where to begin when love ends on a bad noteor being honest make the trust grow