This is a song about "Articles of confederation"

Of potential cases

I wouldn't be famous

Of that gangja from the shores of shanghai

In the lambo looking like a fly

Riding around without a fuck given

This kind of reminds me of fishin'

Thoughts of us of everything of everyone's debts

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

Illusion of days of elysium fields full of gladiators

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit

A little more of me through generation of a debate of hatred

My newest motto to use a condom with newest models

Converting verbs in my verse with diverse-ity with articles

Of which im not exactly proud of,

Then i said i had enough