This is a song about "The rake"

They call me say, word

The dope the rhyme wizard

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

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

Yeah, you can tell em i’m home

As the king upon the throne

If i take an oath that mean i give up all my area code hoes

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

And i know - there'll never be peace

As the tao converted the thief

And i listen to common

The bigger the the fun

Still the man with the pan

Cause u know that this my jam

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