This is a song about "Dante rage"

I grabbed the ak, my homie took the 12 gauge

In this days in age...a young's man's rage

The government collecting my taxes, i stand up in rage

A-t-l they know my name, magic city throw some change

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

Simply rage and youthful exuberance

He's a buster anyway, i can take him any day

Methamphetamine fuelled rage killed four today

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

Simply rage and youthful exuberance

You see i promised that i'd never change

Step up to the mic and i'm full of rage

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

Make nigga turn his rage on

One that doesn't end in psychotic rage,

Peep gamedon't let the money make you change