This is a song about "Completing the square"

And they label me king... you can come and take it back

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between

Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean

Give it back with a sensitive mouth and some hard knees

And my computer i'm a square shooter so most of these

A criminal grind nigga

I bring the heat like the

Of better days when you ain't have to settle for whatever played

Back to square one again, watching these titties wobbling with great,

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

The next time you want to square off, just remember i'm not easily provoked.