This is a song about "The village"

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Gotta say it was a good day

The truth but thats the way

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

Until your submissive, admitted to the village where you'll be afflicted,

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

My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

Had to get my utmost feeted sleep cause

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

If that, the rest of you niggas get lapped, i sit back

Full of shit, like i ate that john

The weed into the bong