This is a song about "Concentration camp"

Anyways give it up the capital the nation

Mutant passage,i am breathin gases of concentration

I have to remind myself to not loose concentration

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

They want me to concentrate in a camp

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

Rhyming skills and concentration

Times in this crime land, my thug nation

In 3 months im headed to boot camp, girls say im cool

I mean fam, i was damn near invisible at school

Trying hard to speak and

I made a song at camp

And i ain't really give a fuck, it was like a nigga rushed

Bodied n' be a wake early, like a boot camp-jail sargent.