This is a song about "The ra"

Thinkin of the the dreams

Five shots she ready to leave

Still the man with the pan

What you talking about? lil man

Saw the bombs on the news

Yeah, look here i pay dues

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

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

And be the last nigga left, then i'll be ghost

Here's the answer and the antidote:

Body doze, who ? give em karate blows

The more battles the better the flows

Fuck what you heard

The dope the rhyme wizard