What We All About

This is the sound that the gods will play to part the clouds Retrograde motion of the earth, hopes in a hearse Buried in the dirt with the worst and the best Life's always simple yet we make it complex ct least this magazine on doors you set Blunt rolls and a black pouch Roaming backstreets around South cll my boys we hit that loud Feel the vibe when they blast out Now let me show you technically what we all about