This is a song about "The decloration of independance"

Got the eye of tiger, spit of cobra, form of a dragon

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun

This ones for the lovers

Across the face of the earth

Your heart was false just like the words you said

Beat of the drum soon the rhythm of the dead.

The right hand of god, the left of the devil,

Odd future is children that's fucked up in they mental

Cause america the terror of,

So my next joint don't got to be so rough

Shaved of the face of the earth

In 2 to 6 hours

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws

Furniture made of the flesh of my foes

The things im most scared of

All we need is convienient love