This is a song about "Dewey decimal system"

Never been a nigga more intricate with the wisdom

Bigots winning in our evil ridden justice system.

I dont see a touchdown, arms up field goal

Just a new system of control.

I know more about the corrupt system

Miami nights, ain't another one

You ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around them

Zero seperation im a unified system

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

Because if you do then fuck you, i appear to the system,

My goal is going gold with out selling my soul

Just another system of control

Rack city, rack city she need a shovel

My style is on point like a decimal/

And i'm man-genie, flyer than the rest of them

Believe me i'm -trying to fight against the system