This is a song about "The crusades"

Than the birds on the wire

Just to let you know, you are

The more battles the better the flows

We love for a while then a light goes

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Just to give her dope dick and ask her for some feedback

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

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

I'm the dealer your the joker/

After the fire, comes the rain

Who dat, who dat? bitch i got that flame

The birds i knew flip birds

Fuck the haterz, fuck the doubters

Make her surrender &reconsider real nigga

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