This is a song about "Earth"

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Planet earth intense skills fulfills

I'm just tryin to get back, to what really matters

That's why my words are like escape to a heaven on earth,

Tw-tw-twelve carats and that's all ears

I've been on this earth 20 years,

Across the face of the earth

They slowly showin they colors

Your soul wondering the earth

Talking of the gods you serve

You better believe that he's back, destroy the fucking earth,

Africa and europe, it's a small world we truly neighbors

Sat on the curb, since birth, my mental issue is earth,

Yeah, uh, where's the love for the sixteen writers

Hit the earth like an asteroid

Know i had to do a jay dilla joint