This is a song about "The villager"

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

And even when it's dark out, the sun is shining somewhere

I give bitches dick and leave

As the tao converted the thief

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

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

Got that deep love

Where the fuck the chorus

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

I let you know you dealing with dogs

I was a black sheep, but now i'm just a goat

Here's the answer and the antidote:

Niggas couldn't fill my shoes

Saw the bombs on the news

Ride presidential got me feeling like obama

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