This is a song about "Center"

You gonna find ya self in the trauma center,

But even if it rain, we get rained on together

They don't wanna see their boy john in the center of a missing persons column

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

Givin back the sand til we center rock

I'd rather not live like there isn't a god

I'm the center of terror /you better remember ur errors

Shout to them girls in the club that don't fuck with they professors

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

Spotlights on, center stage

1-900-wale, nigga keep the change

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

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

Center of their scull and watchem fall into their own pool a blood while

I’m at the altar sayin’ my vows, to this benjamin franklin pile