This is a song about "Vision"

We on a mother-fuckin mission.. lafamillia ..we be number one vision

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

On a mission, can see targets with thermal vision

But i get the dough, shit i might splurge on one

They say that karats help your vision

Cold, my style making my nose run

Killing our dreams, stealing our vision

Doin time for slowguess she made a bad decision

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

My villanlike vision has no vaccination

For leaders and followers to uparm their vision

I'll be game relatedgot me strivin' for a million

The twist of the glass pipe, became their clear vision.

9 months later, new car, can’t afford a son

Where i'm from is a circus hope you don’t expect a fair one

You might not know me,i created an entire vision