This is a song about "The rig"

The bigger the run for

You see i gotta go to war

Rig the booths to make any and all points moot

With young kirko, and that h right on my belt loop

Charlie's the name, undead's the life,

We hustle to survive

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

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

Like fuck it man

The game plan, the game plan

From the gutter to the roof

Yea, smoking loud enjoying my youth

So if i talk down to a man

Still the man with the pan

As the tao converted the thief

If you believe then you can achieve