This is a song about "The power of congress"

I am on the mic with everlasting power

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Of all kind mingling all the twelve disciples are descending the power of the holy

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

I got something you've been waiting for

The nine gonna pop in silence with power

I am on the mic with everlasting power

Mr. teen and mr. t with a mouth full of powder

Money, drugs, and power rule the world,

Uh, and how i wish i would've met you first

Humanity has always been about the power

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

And with the power of god, the devil doesn't wanna dance/

Lost a couple friends, cool; nigga made a lot of fans

Reflecting how's my life if stay to the god power.

Leave your show cancelled, leave 'em with no answer