This is a song about "Affect"

Think who you might affect

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

My rhymes affect you like an irritant

About disaster in the world and

You bigots do not affect me, i'm a living, breathing poet,

Statistics say that niggas with no father ain't going to be shit

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

My raps affect the darker side like sickle cell anemia,

Got gold albums or not, i still did affect rap

A good head on her shoulders, i need to feel that

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

Badly affect by society, trying to be somebody and not someone,

Theres nobody i would be but me and no one can affect my quest

Selling my assets, i'm so damn illegal that i need to be arrest

I'm still, just like a kid, lookin for stripes on my belt

That's the affect of bitches who disrespect