This is a song about "Against"

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

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

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

Assassin gassed with the passin' of adversaries she's matched against

Fucking everybody raping against me

The good kid from the ugly city

Ready to watch? i'm a slip it in the tape deck

But, you realize people who for against

But now i'm pinning against them

Then lost my faith again

We hustle to survive

We arent just against life

When it comes to spitting that fire

Against my own worthwhile

Nail to 2 tha coffin

Who will connive... against him