This is a song about "The turban"

The flooding of the nothing

Money ain't a thing

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws

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

One time for the girls with the right shoes

I'm the nigga with the juice

Watch this, hey quik let me see them binoculars, nigga

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

I don't trust no one

The bigger the the fun

A sight of her face can calm my rage even if the world's weight was hurled/

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

And if i'm down with this banging shit

Got the passion for the music

Do the math, get the sum

Now look: the change has come