This is a song about "Biddha s teaching right livelihood"

Yet the teachers complain because their teaching our future

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

Teaching a lesson to them lunatics

It´s the battle of life

This is how she want to live

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

And if yo blood wasn't runnin through my veins i would prolly cut yall off ... too ! yep

Art design, archin' mine, fresno to clarke i'm fine

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Rozay told me break a leg no wonder why i care again