This is a song about "The villager"

The more battles the better the flows

So while you worry about the hoes

I bring the heat like the

P stand for pacqiauo nigga

If i don’t make it, then somebody tell my son screen

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

And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth

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

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

The water from the past is the same water in the present

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

Embrace my words make the world changeand still i smile nigga

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