This is a song about "The harlem renaissance"

Two bitches named tiffany i left them with a pair of kids

Clicks, cuz we're a wild pack of harlem lunatics!

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

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

Ay, i got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

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

And you'll probably lose your mind tryna save face

In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

But he push them whites in the hood like ray edmond was there

I bring the heat like the

You made me wanna

Motherfucker this is forever dope

Here's the answer and the antidote:

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

Run a cartel like a real rick ross