This is a song about "The republicans"

Playing with fire is a danger zone

As the king upon the throne

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between

Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

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

Where the fuck the chorus

See boy she been in love

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

Okay today i was the freshest in my area

As the tao converted the thief

As much as i wanna leave

Strumming my pain with his fingers

Across the face of the earth