This is a song about "Being an emcee"

Fuck being an architect and kissing ass,

And i got that drive and she just might crash

But you niggas too weak, but just give me 2 weeks and i'm good

You call yourself an emcee, i call you a poet,

It's like i'm an alien who alienates by the herd, so as far as being heard.

How many pistols smoking coming from a broken familyi'm sick of being tired

Thats an emcee, i blow shit outa of proportion,

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

While i may not be, the best emcee

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

Spit fire? all i see is a bunch of smoke, and an emcee who's prone to choke.

But some toke, do a little coke, laugh have a good time, life's a joke,

Maharishi kicks and bape tee's i really do this

An unseen being casting universal curses

Manahattan and 40/40, no 40’s but rose poured

East shore part emcee part sword