This is a song about "The galaxy"

In the club like fuck it, though

Enter the building through the window

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

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

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

To get ourselves up out that dream, no i’s in team

Where fiends always on that water like a lily pad

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

The weed into the bong

Full of shit, like i ate that john

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

Pass the henn and that ice, i'm on a track with 'pac nigga

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

Organized crime, i kill your boss

Do the math, get the sum

Come get some, you little bum