This is a song about "Concentration camps"

Concentration is key, can't have an interference

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

Mutant passage,i am breathin gases of concentration

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

Rhyming skills and concentration

What up girl, tell me how you been

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

I have to remind myself to not loose concentration

Straight out of rap's fittest camps

I gave ya'll wizardry with my hands

But speak softly, else you'll break my concentration

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

I'll beat your ass into a fetal stance

Leave you captured in fascist camps with death traps