This is a song about "Without the power"

And with the power of god, the devil doesn't wanna dance/

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

I am on the mic with everlasting power

Got the power to many more

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

I grind the competition with my teeth, i'm high power

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

I am not paying no motherfucking retail for purple label this summer

Power, the underrated continent of africa, another massacre,

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

So sour its like drinking blood for the power

I guess these major deals ain't all they seem

Without you i'm like grass without the colour green