This is a song about "The rake"

Down the street to the car,

Ay yo you wonder who i are

As the king upon the throne

We just want you back at home

Almost lost my life to the industry

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

The bigger the the fun

Work straight out the kitchen

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

Black fours red drop head doors

As much as i wanna leave

Thinkin of the the dreams

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

Saw the bombs on the news

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

Born a leader, avid mad-lib reader, you fill in the blank as i take what i rake in to the bank