This is a song about "Community"

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Maybe it's just me but i'm jealous they have a sense of community

But it was written in cursive for this king to exist

If the rap community can learn to coexist

‘cause when it come to winning, convincing is only been a few

And i'm sure the whole community would love to fuckin' diss you,

I mean we as black community

Fuck that now trying get the money

But now i'm in a community that supports me, so i can finally be understood

It use to be love, happiness and companionshipremember when i treated you good

Some cities conceive the weirdest community of committees

The more small people at your door like please can i receive

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Connecting with the community

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Now i ain't mean no disrespect to the gay community