This is a song about "Do something about it"

So try not to think too hard about it, just do ya best.

I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed

Otherwise i'm obtuse, and that's something, i don't do

Wanna know what i been through, what you into

Maybe i'll teach you something about how we deal with strife.

Kill em all, fuck em all. hip-hop really is alive

With hugs and kisses, valentine cards and birthday wishes

I mean think about it, do you see how far fetched that is?

Teach you how to rope a chick

I'm about to spit something so sick

We bout to do something different...

If you ever feel alone and

My two nines go biya biya when i shoot 'emkorean motherfuckers was crooked

And not say shit about it on the next day don't do that shit. fuck all that bullshit