This is a song about "Barnes and noble"

Fuck that noble shit, it's our country, debate with glock clips,

I just embrace it and take it in within my essence

Called it an ep, they said i’m tripping

And i'm dizzy and spinning

My desire to never fall leads me to hitting walls

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

This is the concrete

And kill yourself and your clique

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

And some strawberries and some chocolate

With enough shit to raise your block in one dip

Sanyo, and handheld and handgun

Now look: the change has come