This is a song about "Ender wiggin and arthur dent"

Rare shit, trend setting yea i be the best

I got out and saw the big old dent

Vijay singh and all of them

Sanyo, and handheld and handgun

My identity, i sentenced in "i dent it in" til you heard it perfect

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

Social conditioning and

Put the purp in the blunt

I'm modest, and humble

And inhospitable,

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class

But if a nigga catch a nut bet he feel different

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,