This is a song about "The harlem renaissance"

The more battles the better the flows

So while you worry about the hoes

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

Ride presidential got me feeling like obama

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

For everything i lost tell em i want it all back

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

Now i was dreaming bout a deal at the age of thirteen

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

Is rampant like the gambling and the stealing in harlem,

They hate on calipari, but i never seen the problem

Two-step - white dude's harlem shake

Way too much right here is at stake

And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes

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