This is a song about "The overture"

Lifestyles of the young and the broke

Here's the answer and the antidote:

Here's the answer and the antidote:

But i'm broke as fuck too bitch, we on the same boat

Thinkin of the the dreams

Everything ain't what it seems

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

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

Half these niggas working now, they knocked it down, they're going back

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

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

Cheated on light skin dominique when we was seventeen

Hold up, i used to run powers and draws

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

Where the fuck the chorus

On the slow jam of love