This is a song about "The county"

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

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

Pockets swoll like i just cracked a safe

From the cradle to the grave

The jiggas and the tips

This the clash of the titans

The only time i flirt with her

Than the birds on the wire

And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes

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

I wanted the money and never the fame

After the fire, comes the rain

Better acknowledge i'm fienin for that spotlight, cause i'm comin for first, bout to burst,

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,