This is a song about "27"

I skated all day, i just need some rest, i'm depressed

Pretty and i'm honest, in a pretty little ho's nest/

Tryin' to be strong and in the process, keep you goini'm bout to lose my composure, i'm gettin' close

Illuminati in control vigilante on patrols philanthropists running the show ruining souls/

Banana clip, with the magazine clipp to the side/

I just think i need one night, slightly more if it's done right

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

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

I'm simply too physical, mystical, sophistical, statistical, unpolitical, and lyrical

So step back a little i tried to be civil now im coming at cha faster then a missile

Cause im on sum g shityoung money

She in the mountain jeep, always be mouthin me/

And i caress them sets/

Convertibles with turbo jets