This is a song about "Docile creatures"

My lair is down a deep rut in a world of foreign creatures

Obama's in office, niggas get job like teachers

Decided to step in what a beautiful place so big yet full of space i see creatures

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse

Sang sittin there kickin it with malcolm, 'til the day camelittle latasha sho' grown

I descend from creatures that walked before the sun shined on the planet you call home

So now this work's been worthless

Myth creatures deceive us

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue

Why can't these creatures just up and die like they're supposed to?

Skies black and flashes lightning at creatures

Better yet they work my every nerve

Now your model, normally docile wife is gone, ticked by an illogical quarrel

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

I gun down all creatures, believers, preachers and leaders!

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years