This is a song about "The arrow"

Hold on you can see my vision

The bigger the the fun

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

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

Hoes row got beans in them

Do the math, get the sum

And we better than all these mutha fuckas up in this era

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

You oughta see this, my modded sneaker is often three much

And to this day slaughterhouse, poison arrow bunch,

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

Had to get my utmost feeted sleep cause

Got the passion for the music

Weed’s played out, they on that pill shit

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

I got a dolla and a dream, real niggas on my team