This is a song about "23"

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

The journey unkind , at times , confined , desperation combined , with the fact i

In case i don't get intell all my people i'm a ridahnobody cries when we die

Alcoholic dad died of damaged liver..step dad was also a leaver he succumbed to my shovel/

To the gullible im unstoppable as is compatible, bringing in the capital

Illuminati's games you don't wanna play, disturbance emerging sacrificing virgins

And she ain't have to go and fuck on anybody for a dollar, making good decisions

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

I feel another disaster in my bladder evertime i read another chapter,

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

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

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

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