This is a song about "23 september 1996"

America's mirror, making it in pelican's tare, reaping the shallow, leaving the

Splash tha niggaswill i dash your niggasonce i mash these figguzi’ll be badder nigga

Little gate, little fence - i climbed over

August and september, and by the start of october

September 2nd will go down in history

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

Suffering from multiple doses of psychosis mama said i need a diagnosis

My pride is gone, i'm that guy like aaron hall

But in september you took your life once and for all

You ain't a no king , ma raps will leave u conflicted, hoe you're so retard to learn

A cynical state of mind, untypical words with sophistical meaning, mystical turn/

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

No education, we lack information, no wonder we hardly could stop segregation,

You swear the bitch was plantedmy lyrics motivate the planetit's similar to rhythm nation

Jesus! this god-forsaken, generation! they can't even have a normal conversation!