This is a song about "The prospector"

And i can't help but stare, cause

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

Saw the bombs on the news

High as shit, i’m in a booth

Go toe to toe when it's time for roll you got a brother's back

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

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

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

The water from the past is the same water in the present

Found this spot in pasadena and shack with her, an investment

So superb but how am i eating your bars if this rap is getting you served

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,