This is a song about "Caste system"

Just a new system of control.

18 year sentence with no parole

You ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around them

To stand and oppose to those who fucking up the system,

Calamity, is all up in our system,

And i'm man-genie, flyer than the rest of them

The myth of a system alienating its people

Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil

Fuck the system diss him fag listen

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

When i don't have that shit up in my system

Im controlling the air, like a gentry decision

You know i love my team, but they couldn't see my vision

Coming in my face bust the lights out ya system