This is a song about "Work and power"

Showing my lyrical skill and lyrical power,

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

Money and power is what i wanna gain

Hit me up in a couple days, we can try again

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme hats

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

Though it takes time to build a body and a mind

People forgettin about hard work and that grind

When we rumble, it's a catastrophyout for revenge on bitch

It hit the ground and caused an earthquake and power outage

I'm why baby fathers kirk

And their bloods trying make it work.

Soulja boy tell 'em did better then the regular

But we say the names, it's changing us, money and power,

From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word

I've done all my research and i've put in my work,