This is a song about "The sirens"

Cause everybody else did it i had to save face

In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave

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

If i don’t make it, then somebody tell my son screen

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

At the same damn time, gettin' hit on by a couple hoes

So here i am at the store for some chips

They're so dope, i hear police sirens

I ain’t gotta lie, they know i’m the truth

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

The water from the past is the same water in the present

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and

Don't listen to the song of the sirens

And in akron, my niggas they would throw things