This is a song about "The republicans"

Got that deep love

Where the fuck the chorus

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

Best stay away when the door closed, i show up with four hoes

You're fucking with me, nigga

I bring the heat like the

Impeccable give it my note

Here's the answer and the antidote:

Sort of remind you, why you don’t court no vagina

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

I let you know you dealing with dogs

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

Self made self paid man

The game plan, the game plan

Chasing them checks, nike work

The dope the rhyme wizard