This is a song about "Earths system"

I do not know how that dead body got inside of my trunk

On my canvas i'm an artist i seek earths core for stardust

We sometimes acknowledge the beat as from

Spitting words with wisdom saying fuck the system

De la soul is from the soul

Just another system of control

Running circles round your skull like the earths equator

Be financially stable or busting tables for paper

We can't live here in the system

I beach chair, with my malibu vision

I know more about the corrupt system

And you down, hold it down for my nigga them

Just a new system of control.

Bad bitches onlybig bank roll

Only fear death when you staring down a loaded gun

To stand and oppose to those who fucking up the system,