This is a song about "Article 4 of the constitution"

Everything is subject to change like broken dollars

The truth is the constitution, and in every blatant verse,

Its 4 foot of jubilation running down the stairs

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

I'm that extreme, so haters complain

I'm the man 4 da game cuz i bring on da game

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

The constitution said that we should overthrow the government,

Mama whip with 5 of my guys, 4 holdin'

And non-nigga friends got it with him

I don't care what it did to them

21 years of age, being strapped with a m-4

The outskirts distribute my vision contributing to the burns i position

And the articles of confederation did not last; the constitution came in