This is a song about "Being in control"

Now im out of control in my mercedes i roll

See i know when the harsh reality take it's toll

Was pac right about being conceived in prison

And last but not least please don't tell no one

Left in dire shock, control entire blocks, his thoughts are read,

A clever idea to take something they said

I believed in a higher being.

And this will be the song that we sing

Being king in hell is better the being worker in heaven

But it was africa the continent we all came from

But in the midst of all this anger and this angstnever once did you heard me say

To intimidate breathing control i asphyxiate, hesitate in disarray

You're dealt a random hand in life, you don't control the cards

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

Gun control means using both hands in my land

Just think of all the people that you knew in the past