This is a song about "22"

22 dollars in my pocket, and a hundred in the bank

I understand i'm back by popular demand

Bitch i can't let goi been strugglin' too long, thuggin' too longand niggas is stealing my shit

Consider me emancipated no more hesitation i'm bout make these facts stated,

Metaphor's my ammunition reloading i'm an android, in a lyrical standpoint

420 your a bitch your flow is wack and your a complete lmae faggot you dont live in detroit

Academics don't mean shit if your privileged decapitation is my declaration

Is to be more than just a rap musicianthe elevation of today's generation

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

I synthesize lines like lyrical sorcery, bitches adore the heat im absorbing