This is a song about "We are going in"

I'mma go to war with the devil 'til we're even

When we sleep, are we complete? is it the outside looking in?

The voices in my head are telling me that im going to loose,

You wonder how it feels to walk a mile inside tha shoes

My dough in flipmode, what up to busta rhymes

They know what we are, they lead on in these times/

We going back like we stuck in reverse,

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

Speaking heart with a conscious, talking to you

Going through struggle, baby we are gonna push through/

I'm in the middle of a bad bitch sandwich, yea

What are we to do when our days are in a deep grey?

Ego death reveals we are one in this place

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

Shit now i'm going to hell maybe i'll bunk with hitler,and we could take turns in

The outskirts distribute my vision contributing to the burns i position