This is a song about "Chez its"

This is serious, its not funny, and its shining like gold cause its stunning

No sympathy, ain't no love when you in these streets just get something

Its like segregation when its stoners vs products

Far from alarmed, i just part wit my problems

No, not bombs over baghdad

Its full bad,its just sad

Its affecting adrenaline

My drive is like no one

Yea its my group its my legion

And last but not least please don't tell no one

Cause i ain't know for who or what the fuck to get

Stop tryin to harvest your crop its done, its dead

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

Yea its my group its my legion

Its in operation

Got me rushed to the station