This is a song about "7 characteristics of organisms"

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

Of things he'll never witness,

Shaved of the face of the earth

Fuck all you haters

Enough of the weakened raps

Hammer-hat flyer than a bag of bats

When i get my hands on nines

Why your bitches scared of heights.

Of the next generation...

Go where you ain't been

Running infront of a train

Parking lot of the blue flame

So we can live again

Until then end of your game.