This is a song about "Where were you"

Then i might have to redirect where my missiles were aimed...

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

Were you naughty or were you nice? only time will tell.

Young and dumb as hell, businesses i'm running well

They see me in that lavender tank, you'd rather just faint

Then i might have to redirect where my missiles were aimed...

You were my best buddy

Cause time is money

That's food for thought you muthafuckas can do the dishes

Where you started might be just where you finish,

What you were meant to be.

Like hoes down in magic city

Big serg, we ready for whatever

No where, beyond where, they already were.

Deliver the bomb shit from the east to west

Watching you bleed were crying were fighting the depressed