This is a song about "Barbary states"

Troublesome niggahahaha, troublesome 19-motherfuckin'-96let it be known nigga

In the rule book, it states equality inbetween race, but not even in the

And i would never walk in the shadow that never was really there

Because the case plainly states that slavery was just the prequel

Rich in my rhymes, but i ain't no drake, cause i'm killing rappers in all states/

Watch the great life take the wayside and just the sickness remains

My rhymes, new york states of minds, lyrical crimes, in fact

Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped

Invades states, degrading babes,

While working on my mistakes

Toss ur face like a dollar n scribble what all it states!,

Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes

States the fate of an artist bent on brooklyn banks/

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands

Invades states, degrading babes,

Ya'll bullshittin', still goin on dates