This is a song about "Centuries"

Same thing that kept 'em down, oppressed 'em all for centuries,

Is it the money or my marriage or media peace

I'm a rare rat that be hunted by the super cat

You were preserved for centuries and got off the stack

I'ma try to rhyme and get through, i'm documenting the truth

Matter fact it's bright for 2, centuries that's many moons

An action word, a secret for centuries

Give it back with a sensitive mouth and some hard knees

Rap faculties, could make me spit over centuries,

This song about you, then you probably need to leave