This is a song about "The kracken"

You're the snow, i'm the sun

Insubordinate for good reason

It’s hip-hop, not pop

Release the song, cash the lot

The flow cold as a shoulder of a gold diggin hoes

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

Jawan harris:have you ever loved someone so bad

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

And i can't help but stare, cause

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

From the bench to the ball

Yeah, i'mma let the chips fall

Cause it doesn't seem really as simple

It's the middle, the middle

The more battles the better the flows

And these shape-shifting hoes