This is a song about "The crusades"

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

Woof, bitch, top doglay yo girl face on my lap, let her play with my sack

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

Yeahehehehe nigga, we be the ballin player-ass nigga

Hey, you right there

The trigger or the chair

Your the boat without the paddle

She caught up in my love triangle

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

So you don't got to wonder what i got up on my team

Crusades aimed at hibernation

First off congratulations on the win

The flow cold as a shoulder of a gold diggin hoes

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

I'm the dealer your the joker/

I think it excited her