This is a song about "The unexpected"

Look, another day another dollar

Kills the mother, kidnaps the daughter

Ripped the gown around the blouse,

A thug niggas in tha house

You're in the presence of a player, i'd rather be ya nigga

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Ma nigga be wise, open your eyes, see the unexpected be disguised from the pits of the sky

Homies died in my arms, with his brains hangin', fucked up!i had to tell him it was alright, and that's a lie

But this ain't physics or rocket science

This the clash of the titans

You are always there when i slip up i just don't care never really learned

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

The paper to the pen.

Roll wit ace, khaled and them

Tweak the bar, swap the verb

Girl, i put in that work