This is a song about "The resurrection"

Where the ball meets the wall

And we can't fall

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Dial the humidifier, arrange the amplifier/

But i know i see better days

The streetz is aint the safe

Things'll never be the same

The realist in the game

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

We the motherfucking best, word to my mama

Your a shell of a mani lost respect for you nigga

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Thug for life nigga

I bring the heat like the