This is a song about "The champ"

Thinkin of the the dreams

Get blown like lawn leaves

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

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

Im the best your the worst

Hey cole world, real cold world

As the king upon the throne

Stop blowin' up my cell phone

Still the man with the pan

What you talking about? lil man

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

The flow cold as a shoulder of a gold diggin hoes

Eyes all stickin' like honey on bees

As the tao converted the thief