This is a song about "21 secoonds"

21 wins and 1 legend

And bijies like im out and

Politicians to stand and fight, making accusations to inferior races,

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

Inner medication, meditation, innovation and mental serenity

When you realize i'm better at this rhetoric, not even expecting applause.

Let me mine you until your vagina is wet enough and fill your mind with pleasant thoughts

I'm only 21 i got my hole life ahead

But i can't cause my eyes are red, now he's dead

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Made logically because he came outta school failing english, maths and biology

My vigorous belligerent bitterness, left me in a deep hole of reverence.

Cry, die, tie, then sigh from relief from bottling up too much grief ever since

21 and 1 i can see that forthcoming

So now i show you off to the block no fronting