This is a song about "The gettysburg adress"

From curb surfingwe working the industry

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

Blindfolded my own insecurity was holding me back

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

Endless the days, forever the nights,

This ain't 1992 bullets tumblin' out no nines

I do not know how that dead body got inside of my trunk

The water from the past is the same water in the present

Lifestyles of the young and the broke

Here's the answer and the antidote:

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

That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

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