This is a song about "Trail of tears andrew jackson manifest destiny"

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

But now i see it's cause of you for all the tears in my eyes

Cant handle it i feel a rush of tears, been a tough year

Okay he’s gone now, roll her eyes when he whispers in her ear

A light went aside from him and darkness allowed itself to manifest

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

And manifest as stacks of fresh similes sick with these like a bad cough

A trail of tears to hell will be your condemnation

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Watch outwell now they all say that vultures or parasites

With a trail of dead mic's cause these wack cats get stopped like red lights.

That manifest from skill

Lady at the frank stand will

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

Imaginary senses manifest in your motion.