This is a song about "The uncharted isle"

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

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

So now she picks up the gun

The bigger the the fun

Rub the wood and ima show em love

Where the fuck the chorus

Here's the answer and the antidote:

I bet you've never seen a pig fly, nope

From the gutter to the roof

Yea, smoking loud enjoying my youth

You're fucking with me, nigga

I bring the heat like the

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

To understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days

Here's the answer and the antidote:

It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke