This is a song about "The villager"

All my niggas is winning, shout out to charlie sheen

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

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

I know i'm not the only bastard in america

As the tao converted the thief

Create life with the beats, alicia keys

Like you threw something to me-so i threw em back

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

That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss

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

Thinkin of the the dreams

Cause after all the lights and screams

As the king upon the throne

Please sugar don't come alone