This is a song about "Comparision of planets"

If out of line

The planets wont align

Of potential cases

The game of love

Out of this coviction of feelings

The battle ain't over till the black man sings

Me and you i think we should ride

Out of mind out of sight

And this will be the song that we sing

Tired of feeling wired of dealing

When the planets meet proper conditions and positions,

Real enough to admit i listen to people's opinions

Got her going down, no teeth

Top of my pile of bodies

Ya can't stand it when someone talks shit about ya marijuana hits.

Unbalanced- a challenge that can manage to mangle the axis of planets