This is a song about "Animation"

Dramatic osama gotta new automatic, he rolled up to the station like it was some animation,

The time for your crime is caving in but tonight i am staying in because outside its raining sin

When i rhyme and spit /and write this shit and feel stuck in the darkness that im residing in

Where i learn to harness fools and suspend them in non-physical animation,

Now me, tony, g, and tre got the keys to the nation

Examination of more cartoons than animation

I don't want plastic nation, dread that like a haitian

As they wait for death, no more playin' games and animation,