This is a song about "Branches of goverment"

Of potential cases

Ships that sail to distant places

But when i knock this shit off, i'mma go and buy some laker shit

A little more of me through generation of a debate of hatred

Odd future is children that's fucked up in they mental

Defendants of a meddle, restless full of potential

Tired of feeling wired of dealing

I just got one request, stop breathing

Of which im not exactly proud of,

Always knew where the pot was

Raybands...hide the face of,

That would be enough

Your fucking skinnier than the bare branches on a dying tree,

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

Maybe i'm on lust well you deserve love

Cause america the terror of,