This is a song about "Claim"

What a mess! but we clean in the club

You claim your mean and got a savage team but

Tryna get a nigga with a all-star name

My claim to fame, thats my claim to fame

Of the baby not bein' digested by a fuckin' hungry punk

It was either claim alliance or remain defiant

My buzz is like cocaine

You now know my name and my claim

Just plain pat visions with some sick aim

Shouldn't give up and be burned in the house and claim

You claim you the next eminem, bitch you just skittles

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Nowadays, i claim to toke my daily dose of pounds of haze

One more thing, i hope you understand your impact on our race