This is a song about "6th sense"

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

Nearly homeless racist ignorant people, not making sense,

It all makes sense you see?

Summertime in the city

Had a threesome in my 6th bar, all in 1 thread

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit, dead

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

I'm lighting y'all like #incense, so i guess that #in #a #sense,

Wish i could shed all these tears

The shit u say doesnt make sense

Of fault and sins cause we lack common sense

Dominating of the eastside shall commence

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

I sense my adrenaline nigga , i can sense the retaliation

I can taste the salt from my tears

Makes sense cos im mourishly intense