This is a song about "Amicable cursory duplicity grimace impervious impetus jeopardy nostalgia tepid meticulous"

He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like methey call my name out and niggas run

This is no duplicity, this is simply eazy being a mastermind, but i am often

Death is the only road from nostalgia

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Its so murderous and impervious how i work my wrist

It's them who've lost love, and love for a lyricist

Shit be happening for a reason, everything is everything

Rejuvenating, as diplomatic, hypocrit, meticulous, speaking,

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

20 going on 40, life in jeopardy, halo accessory

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

This shit is ridiculous, how i'm so meticulous

Trying to get back to this thing called love

These clown jokers don't smile when they grimace,

With deep, intricate, meticulous rhymes

I'm standing on the field full of land mines