This is a song about "The three main groups of resources"

Had a crush on way back, i wasn’t vip then

Sylvester stallone and arnie are the main men,

For every black thought, i thought i caught roots

And prostitutes, and brutes controllin' blocks in groups,

Normally i order three or four of these

Is it the money or my marriage or media peace

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

The groups of groupies looped in the hoops of the music business,

I been doing this for forever, so whatever

Making music is the main goal better

I like my hoodies fucked with lame

The main reason i came

It's cole, won't lie, won't stop 'til the race is won

Ahead of the game fuckin yo mom with three chains on

And it’s over for powder ‘cause they movin’ them pills

You're the appetizer, i'm the main course and the garnish.