This is a song about "We had stealed the show"

Reminisce on 'hood memories, we had the rank same,

But i feel my transformation gon' smash the entire game

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend

Time to pick up our cross, show what we got to the lost, yes we telling and

We were raised by just the very the best we had

New rolls royce, royce, yeah i'm all that

Here we go, i'm in the show, haters can go and blow

They knee deep in today, ain’t too fond of tomorrow

See me and you we almost had the same outcome, heath

Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze

We had ya pussies flinching before the records started sending.

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Tell em their ambitions then we need some more of them

He'll show you all the voids your mind had left out with that pen.

But that's a shitty accent you should've figured that

Will i cherish the memories what we had?