This is a song about "27 amendments"

Or i can use tape, who's fate can i decide/

Was he stressing you, wasn’t fucking you right

Head turner, got the whole block snappin necks/

And everybody's having sex

Is to wrongfully accuse bullshit criminality to get the usa another fatality.

In the morning in the night people in this site are losing every single fight against me

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

Rappin is sess, laced with rock and yes/

Your lime ricks, can't handle my click/

With two chicks, sadistic

Your killin me, with novice flows, you gotta go/

It’s so hard and its so an this marvelous flow

And have the vatican blastin "bitches and dope"/

She be sliding on the pole, slide down and roll my smoke

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

27. wake up in the morning and get to recording,