This is a song about "Commodores"

An explosion on the mic as i weave a woven web of beauty, so seldom does it happen,

Of real spittin and rappin/ your career about to sink like a ship missin a captain

But i got a little sidetracked, don't worry now i'm back

Theres monsters in the rear view we under attack

East with biggie and group home

That's why i crave to be alone