This is a song about "Aggenda 21"

Bun b, i’m underground king

I'm a catch 21, this close to nothing

Of an operation and try to get allocation to up my reputation.

Lost in cigarette's no moral as well just letters wrote by frustration

Inner medication, meditation, innovation and mental serenity

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

Without my crew and me, slurring words and spitting so loosely but its so fast its

My vigorous belligerent bitterness, left me in a deep hole of reverence.

21 straight wins at the event

Hold up yea we the best

But she's not alonemiss independent

Im over 21 cus i always bust