This is a song about "The reconstruction"

You should be running

The flooding of the nothing

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

You're in the presence of a player, i'd rather be ya nigga

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

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

I make music for a reason, didn't vote obama

She do everything i say

The truth but thats the way

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

This the ambition anthem, i flowed it to the flag

In the heat of the summer,

And while i’m in your mother

The streetz is aint the safe

See money talk and these days