This is a song about "3 hits of the gavel means that the entire council chambers should arise"

Better pick a better option before these nikes get to stomping

You can tell by the way that im offing, entire tracks but im coughing

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

I'd never sell crack in the ghetto and don't load chambers,

The hidden deeper means

When you're reachin' your dreams

That's the capital of ghana for you idiots

That is their real place not the billboard's list of hits

Wants to know why his daddy don't love him no mo'you can't complain you was dealt this

The means of artillery spotting and photography of the opposing trenches.

As we arise from the mist, my conditions not right

Fucked your broad cause my game tight, sit ringside at the main fight

The whole entire world could sit and burn

Life live, might as well, only way to learn

The flow cold as a shoulder of a gold diggin hoes

Ask anybody the whole entire street knows.