This is a song about "Bal 27"

Seshin on this killa reefa that be the pol pot/

A couple posites i got,even penny'll stop

And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa

Fakes get a blast from me, laugh at me, and get peeled lika mango/

Shorty feelin noxious from the canibus smoke/

I got the idea from a letter that the shit wrote

Whoo ride with the burner in the blackened lex/

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

They took her by the throat, we front in here for dope

This is a joke. could rap bout dissin the pope/

Rappin is sess, laced with rock and yes/

I just play my part make moves like chess

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

My magazines got subscriptions to the afterlife/