This is a song about "Control m"

I got kicked off, i used to shit talk

And control this shit yourself dog.

I miss you at my recent show

Thinks they can play in my m-o

You ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around them

21 years of age, being strapped with a m-4

One of the coldest, the gracing on that pole

It's a sad life, that the others control,

One night love: i'mma need that

Not electronic but control it

But really he was always in full control,

Worse than the others -- bill clinton, mr. bob dole

Time after time, again and again

Emcee m b, remember the name.

Just a new system of control.

18 year sentence with no parole