This is a song about "The arrow"

Well in that case, brother, then love her hard

Now i come fast like an arrow to the heart

How you gonna look in your son's face and turn your back

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

So now she picks up the gun

The bigger the the fun

As the chain swinglettin' shine, no sheenjust my dream

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

Got the passion for the music

That's g shit, i be bumping fiend shit

Dial the humidifier, arrange the amplifier/

Look at wale and say you nothing but a biter

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

They gotta like a nigga, call me obama

In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase