This is a song about "Work and power"

I got nothing against them, they got fucking potential

I never thought the money and power would get to this level,

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

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

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

Showing my lyrical skill and lyrical power,

Thinking it's work and really,

Ye too, but what em did was silly

And you all will respect that

Work hard with the pen and pad

Wait, you wanna fuckin' drown? go ahead

They want power and riches over your head

Your clan with power and then an instrument,

8 in the morning when that street clock bust