This is a song about "Center"

The battle ain't over till the black man sings

Education is the center of better things

One bullet to the brain, forgive my sins and alli didn't mean to be a bother

Running gayly down center stage, i flip out caged in a rage like a ballistic bomber

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

As i enter the vicinity i'm blowing up rappers in the center of proximity

I'm blowing up rappers in the center of proximity

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

I'm staple to this center, like a lay up

And i ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck

Givin back the sand til we center rock

I ain't for that work, trying to see my daughter walk

You've unleashed the beast and i play you lil' niggas like lisa's shit

He would never be the center of attention, never even tasted

We exclusive, they be talking but they never do shit

The center of attention like a toast before the wine sip