This is a song about "Compromise of 1790"

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

No lames, no lies, no compromise

Stuntin' in some other jordan nines

Its them or us theres no compromise

Next to it: stash mattress. under it: cash, bastard

Of being of always getting wired

But i guess that shit's just tough love

The things im most scared of

They getting nice, they got some ice

That's the depressing compromise

Return of the king of flow

Just let it chill joe

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

Get your revenue popping before you ever do talk on them

Top of my pile of bodies

Ima let her be by herself in peace