This is a song about "Dictate"

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

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

But most if them don't dictate our survival

Make some move, ambition i’m on a level

Smoke ? you know it taste good

To dictate how to look,

Puns of pearls, yo tongue will twirl, looka here

Don't try to dictate everything i feel,