This is a song about "Dewey decimal system"

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

Chronic in my system, liquor in my cup

But i get the dough, shit i might splurge on one

When i don't have that shit up in my system

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

Hawk and spit it, y'all wonder why blocks knock the system,

Spitting words with wisdom saying fuck the system

I'm finna break this blunt down and burn me up one

So keep fronting till my peeps come

Morphine all up in the system

Why me, i say it cause we number one

We can't live here in the system

Zero seperation im a unified system

Move on, a war going on outside no one is safe from