This is a song about "We are"

Lets get fucked up to the bone

That we are not a lone

We feel that connection we are different from every pair

And even when it's dark out, the sun is shining somewhere

We brain freezers,but are rhymes are hot.

Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop

We are the dead, ain't no denying it

Holla at ya boy young roy’s in the kill shit

I still got my nike boots

We are a bung of goons,

Just because of who we are,

And could i be a star

Coming underneath with ladders we are the attackers

Usually it's the prophets, ask a cat what really matters

Are feet as we keep going,

I was born to do the damn thing