This is a song about "Distribution of power"

That you can't fit inside a jansport, go to school with this

A mastermind of power who devours cowards with anguish.

Behind the velvet rope, pop bottles, hella smoke

So you told the cops about his distribution of coke

I am on the mic with everlasting power

Listen to every word that i slur

Humanity has always been about the power

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

Soon as i turn the bottle more liquor spillin' back

Cause we capitalizing on all of the power you lack,

Just remember that you lack the power

Life’s a bitch and i feel her