This is a song about "The kracken"

I'm in the the real world

But i murder him first

Hit the dash blast the overpass

Man it’s the killer tracks

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

Ride presidential got me feeling like obama

The holy war, the spiritual troops

For every black thought, i thought i caught roots

Cocked the pistol, checked the pin

Energized and still going

Damn i’m no good, but damn it’s so good

The dopest on the planet

And when it's said and done

Eyes poked out the the raven