This is a song about "Against"

Through the barbed wire

Against my own worthwhile

Against anyone, i never ran

And they respect that, say that i'm real man

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

And you're poised for fueling tragic, happenings if you dare rap against

With gin and tonic, the grim logic, we're racist against,

You smell the ounce, i ain't even in ya house yet

That i'm a top any nigga i go against

Ain't have to see-saw, i'm already scared

I'm still, just like a kid, lookin for stripes on my belt

We are ninety-nine against the one percent

But now i'm pinning against them

Uh, yeah, hot damn, here we go again

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

They label me a discriminanter so they discriminate against