This is a song about "Trade"

I give her vicoden relief you just an aspirin pill

I've been used for trade and laid by soldiers against my will,

Blow up with power the conclusion is the world trade towers

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

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

No need to decode, but yeah sometimes the truth blows and you trade blows

If there was someway they could benefit from the trade

Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate

So if you wanna wild out and trade blows with kings like me,

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

But i do quite well with all the bait

Time to get paid, blow up like the world trade

Her pussy my dick sounds like a trade to me,

I’m pushing that way where you came out as a baby

Our vision never changed, we self made

I ain't religious, just for the drug trade