This is a song about "The canadian shield"

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

But it's still cool just to dream man because

The bigger the the fun

We have nothing in common

Choked the one on the throne

Yup, hit e.t up on the cell phone

- protect myself like i'm a spartan when his shield is up

Like my remy with no juice, you a lot like bishop

A real live tale about a snitch named haitian jack

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

To catch you in the radius, this miscellaneous canadian compatriot

All i wanna know girl what yo name is, i see them other niggas they be on that lame shit

Fuck the haterz, fuck the doubters

Whole time, a little more girls