This is a song about "The impact of settlement of the west on different groups of people"

I caught a felony lovin the way the guns blow

On the road were the street glowed with the people of rodeo

Wale, more times than not, am not for whom the air waves

That attacked people on the basis of they facial traits,

Two bad bitches in the back, they pretty everybody look

They told me worthless verses in different versions of the same book,

Ambition is priceless that’s something in your veins

That attacked people on the basis of they facial traits,

My emotions flowin, where the hell am i goin

Different lives but two sides of the same coin

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

And the impact of these actions, a moral atlas assassin

You spit so slow, you gotta call a tow to get you where you goin,

Different lives but two sides of the same coin

And everything is purple

Inhabit the minds of people