This is a song about "Declaration of independence"

Instead of living this life of violent crime

You mean to tell me everything gon be fine

Tired of feeling wired of dealing

And she would do anything for everything

Ill imprison you with my twisted lyrics and scream "fuck your independence!"

Ya can't stand it when someone talks shit about ya marijuana hits.

Feeling, of appealing

Let my angel sing

They gotta point em out baby

Part of my heart beat, inside of me

Rat poison your relish right in the center, babe

Because of my constant fear of being betrayed

The look of no hope on my niggas' faces

Of which im not exactly proud of,

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

A little more of me through generation of a debate of hatred