This is a song about "The incas"

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

Best stay away when the door closed, i show up with four hoes

Before you sign, you’ll be blind if you’ve been broke

Here's the answer and the antidote:

As the king upon the throne

So don't follow me home

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

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

Well, that's what you are

Down the street to the car,

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Temperatures drop; see it's cool to shoot a nigga

The bigger the the fun

Takin' breaks will leave you broken