This is a song about "The glory"

Where would i be without my dogs

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

Niggas want the fame i want the glory

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

This story's about good days of glory,we don't even worry

Tired of making money, i'm on to making history

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

It's about a little peasant who was just looking for glory

Thats just how the story goes chasing faded glory

And all women who had light features, see

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Restoring the glory that rappers used to have/

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Im the untold story of how one raps for glory

So i'll sit here in purgatory, waiting for my morning glory,

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see