This is a song about "1995 april 25"

I can make music that makes sense, but not meant to be stable

We emerged from the shadows. showed them what we got. on the date of april

I be on the highway dirty, crunch time

I go 25 hours a day sometimes when i rhyme

Without a sentence bail, it’s 25 to life,

We will never die, we are forever alive

1995 the future hopeless, im the last surviving poet/

That's why i traded r. kelly my sister for a new hit

And wrote this from 4:25 to 4:30, hah

Our nation have to bow, africa

Damn man we got 25 pounds of colombian coke

Trying to shower with soap, roaches all in the soap

This april: capable of grabbing ladles

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love