This is a song about "Affect"

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

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

You must have won every pageant in america when you was young

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

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

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

8 in the morning when that street clock bust

My rhymes affect you like an irritant

Got gold albums or not, i still did affect rap

It’s a fact that i ain’t givin’ up my stacks like that

That's the affect of bitches who disrespect

Deliver the bomb shit from the east to west

If you even noticed/drugs affect users and people closest

Uh, every time i’m in my city, i be acting like my shit don’t stink

So if i do call it's just a check

But just here to represent and affect