This is a song about "Ady coming on to zarathustra"

Fresh ass mike's, my rollie on ice

Only to stop the tears coming out your eyes

Rapping bout all the shit that coming to my mind

Been trying to put it down long after i was signed

These bitches coming to us cos they helpless

Damn, they wanna label me a menace

Don’t know which one i’ma drive, fuck it, i’m just gone fly

These rhymes are coming to me like the reception of wi-fi,

Nigga cue me in i'm a peruvian drug lord

Life was diggin’ me deeper, i kept on coming up short

I don't know why you keep coming back to battle against me

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

Or a harpoon to tom cruise with a jock tune

Goin straight shout out to tune new mixtape coming soon

Phone calls from my niggas on the, other side

The revolution is coming get ready to ride