This is a song about "The beggining"

Your gonna be on top nigga

I bring the heat like the

On my way back home

As the king upon the throne

Still the man with the pan

They be like damn

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

I make music for a reason, didn't vote obama

I would usually talk shit at the beggining of a song but,

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

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

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

And some of the stuff i tried to do they had never seen

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

Got tired of running from the police

As the tao converted the thief