This is a song about "The villager"

I'm why baby mamas leave

Thinkin of the the dreams

Girls fast how jamaicans run

The bigger the the fun

Niggas mostly assume, niggas make up they news

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

I deserve a medal, lap 'em on every track

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

The more battles the better the flows

We love for a while then a light goes

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

Organized crime, i kill your boss

I say "stay", she wanna leave

As the tao converted the thief

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

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