This is a song about "The beginnin"

I'm the prophecy ,your the bitch

Never agree with that message

Hit, i never call her back. bet she keep on coming back

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

Endless the days, forever the nights,

Stuntin' in some other jordan nines

The bigger the the fun

Mami... she open, she open

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

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

Thinkin of the the dreams

Get grand slam fans out of they seats

She said she's never had a man

Still the man with the pan

Where the fuck the chorus

On the slow jam of love