This is a song about "Displaced jellyfish"

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

But you the one on crystal meth, bitch my rhymes are limitless

Get up man, it's time for war

She leave her hair on the floor

I deserve cheers how i rap tour every year

I guess it seems i see the world so crystal clear

Uh uh, man of the year, man man of the... bounce

That doesn't make sense like nigga kids wearing cap and gowns

And there's little to be glad for

Keep it aggressive, peace don of war,

Or classic misdirection it's a collection of weapons of war

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for