This is a song about "We are going in"

On what we going through

When you keep em right beside you

We going back like we stuck in reverse,

And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth

High advice, we are in blight times

Daytime bus pass, now it’s night flights

Gas women then return ‘em like a rental car

I'm going berserk its bizarre that you think that we are

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

So what makes you think we are alone in this universe

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

There’s niggas dying everyday but we don’t make the news

I was born to do the damn thing

Are feet as we keep going,

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

Sinkin' ships are dying, we participated in past movements,