This is a song about "The elderly"

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

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

And i can't help but stare, cause

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

Snappin' necks since '05, ain't gotta prove shit

Got the passion for the music

Aroma, strong enough to bring ‘em outta coma

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

Best stay away when the door closed, i show up with four hoes

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

In the heat of the summer,

Good love then i can do that for her

Clever like an elderly professor/in a university lecture

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Yeah, i know, that's what they all say

The truth but thats the way