This is a song about "The greeks"

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

Of thinkinthese, are the dreams of a young teen

The bigger the the fun

Savin' up 24 bullets with gun

Eyes poked out the the raven

But that’s just life, where i’m from

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

Yeahpour out a little liquor for your homies nigga

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

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

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

Soon as i turn the bottle more liquor spillin' back

Mirror mirror on the wall

From the bench to the ball