This is a song about "Digestive system rap"

Beautiful music, painting pictures that be my vision

To stand and oppose to those who fucking up the system,

I dont see a touchdown, arms up field goal

Just a new system of control.

Fuck a mask, i want that ho to know it's me, ugh

Chronic in my system, liquor in my cup

Bigots winning in our evil ridden justice system.

Dependent on if it's hatred or an objective opinion

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

I like it cause she a ten, but she say i'm the one

Yo, turn me up some

I'mma part of the system,

Got caught in the system

It ain't where i been