This is a song about "Concerts"

Everything i do exotic i don't need to bring a broad

N' now i'm stuck no-shows like michael jackson's concerts abroad.

Crack dealers and converts at concerts going black ops.

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

Come to my concerts ill shake my ass and thats a fact,

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

On april 8th mobb deep is playin' concerts in new orleans,

Y'all write hateful lyrics and put 'em in concerts working,

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

I'm trying to clear shit up, and make sure my concerts working,

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

I perform concerts, and master each show

That's why they can't mess up my flow