This is a song about "Defy"

Like in 8 mile/defy the odds/

Sb nike's, with the grey box

It's ridiculous, people defy greatness with bitterness

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

Load up his nine no one defy him

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

I defy two-ply and pry for the shy and take back the cry with no trie

Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die

Blowin' fluke horns, i'm not high

I sit here ready to defy!

And i’m still trying to defy these guys, all these politicians,

Fantasies of you in submission, freaky positions

And i’m still trying to defy these guys, all these politicians,

Real enough to admit i listen to people's opinions

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

Of yours, we just defy it, c'mon, bite us, try to justify it, it's you, not us that's righteous