This is a song about "Xi shadows ix"

But it’s hard to when you run and hide in the shadows of mine

All the young motherfuckers that was took in they prime

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

Thought is shrouded in shadows murderous discretion is his profession

While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison

Im lurkin in the shadows waitin for him like a creepy old guy with a staple gun

Live from the lamont's rose

Don't go running from the shadows

We put a wreath on niggas' career

Surrounded by shadows, who's near?

I'm tired of following other shadows,

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

Y'all be in love, like the howard crowd

In the shadows of dark with no light around