This is a song about "Dictate"

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Face it bastards, this rap is a verbal joystick that i use to dictate the masses

East coast, still them w's just raised up for real

Don't try to dictate everything i feel,

To dictate how to look,

Lobsters and shrimp im good

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

But most if them don't dictate our survival