This is a song about "Counting the facts"

Then i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

They use it to pay off bonds, its a cycle, you need to learn the facts

That's your opinion, son, i'm giving the facts

I'm on the stage, you in the stands

Cuz the way her eyes glance like they playing in my pants

But y'all know my story now, and i exist in the facts,

Rocking black and gold stocking caps and fleur-de-lis shockey hats

Face the facts, 'cuz honesty is somethin' that our nation lacks,

Smashing stereos and emcees, just bringing the facts/

But it made me the man i am today, thanks

Cause he tried to educate and liberate all blacks

So flip me the facts i started killing all these jacks

Check the fucking facts yo

We magnetizing the ghetto

To reality and to the facts

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks