This is a song about "The begining"

Pass the henn and that ice, i'm on a track with 'pac nigga

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

You bulemic, struggling niggas ain’t eating supper

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

Best stay away when the door closed, i show up with four hoes

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

We don't ever make love

Where the fuck the chorus

Thinkin of the the dreams

Little more weed, first class seats

Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

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

Cause everybody else did it i had to save face

But elon don't got no proof

From the gutter to the roof