This is a song about "Empire strikes back"

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Or a fake like you out of the blue i'm throwing a mackaveli like you off the empire

Life's about decisions man

Active when the clock strikes 1:00 am

Fatality... zylo strikes again

Aye rich, another 5 on the g men

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

Still you get ten strikes if it's fucked up, controllin',

The light strikes the ground and opens a fissure

Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Im lyrical acid/ radio active/ flow strikes like matches/ burning threw ur mattress/

Disaster strikes best call hushman the one all the kiddies wanna be like

I'm a geophyte, move under the ground til i can see the light

Thick girls, small frame, please watch ya tummy miss

I'll grow an empire over your dismiss