This is a song about "Balance"

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

A prophet of catastrophic, balance between nonsense and logic

Keep ying and the yang in balance so im bringing a pistol

Majors misbehaving i'mma have to take it digital

Young but got talent other rappers are washed up off balance

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips

Up in my critter cage hard to keep my balance but no worries i got me some magnets.

Of gold wont really make it bold, even if u held it wif balance,

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message

This worlds out of balance, scales broke here comes the challenge,

It's obvious that i learn to balance the negative and positive

Cause i got caught up in the scenewondering what would happen to this

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Never thought my life would hang in the balance