This is a song about "We are we are"

We are on a great run

I'm caged up in state prison

Nigga i'm a hundred miles far

We goin' hard, we're goin' far, that's who we are

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

We are servants and god is our boss

My niggas is winning though

Are we living or dead bro

Just because of who we are,

The engine in back of my car

Inside we are coming in a

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Here they keep a rachet close

No, no, we are not those

Wet willy shit, pussy i need a minute

We are the dead, ain't no denying it