This is a song about "Comparision of planets"

Top of my pile of bodies

Ima let her be by herself in peace

Trust me these niggas rushed me for something my cousin probably did

A little more of me through generation of a debate of hatred

When the planets meet proper conditions and positions,

And don’t offer least of shit to these people’s opinions

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

King of the va, off of those toxins.

Rumour has it, my rhymes are vast like super planets

If we don't fix this then you'll see the same things

Your girlfriend want to follow

Return of the king of flow

The planets wont align

If this is the right time

Got the eye of tiger, spit of cobra, form of a dragon

Hey man so far i've been listenin to your album