This is a song about "Circulatory system"

Believe me i'm -trying to fight against the system

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

Chronic in my system, liquor in my cup

Pardon me if i'm sweating you but

She never ready to go so she forever come

Bigots winning in our evil ridden justice system.

Slaughter your circulatory like leukemia

I got that good stroke, come be my mona lisa

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done

I carry more wisdom, then their are stars in each solar system.

Into the star system

Yo, turn me up some

Hot where i'm from, the newscasters don't come

Calamity, is all up in our system,

The race war, when it's us against all of them

Wise men have wisdom wise guys run your system