This is a song about "The odyessy"

As the tao converted the thief

And i know - there'll never be peace

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

Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean

The more battles the better the flows

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

From the gutter to the roof

High as shit, i’m in a booth

Saw the bombs on the news

Zero options to choose

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

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

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

Fuck what them niggas saying i hit whoever at bat

Thinkin of the the dreams

Cause after all the lights and screams