This is a song about "Vacant lots"

It's a similar sensation/ as my mind is completely vacant

I want to tie her body up and throw her in my basement

Lots of them haven't even met me

But five years from now i bet she see

As we vanish into displacement, the ghetto becomes vacant

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

Mechanical energy is lots of gears

Penncounting pennys over tha years

Make jollof with lots of pepper, so i stay hot forever

I won't retire ever, nigga i'm forever clever

You can call me a prison, cuz i got lots of bars

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

Know just what your worth

Drinkin lots of pitchers

We pray while we prey on competition

Will provide lots of nice spots where we can smoke in