This is a song about "Entrenched you re body disparage you re geave"

I'll probably re-visit those old shotgun homes and trailer parks,

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

You 're a gap and a bully so stop this folly

I mean wow and i’m wowed, no one compares, you must have won

If this was c.o.d, ill shoot your ass every time you re-spawn

Wishing for a new re-dition have them regret

Fuck me the monster said, somehow the monster's dead

Cause jesus wouldn't even be my friend on church day

Its totally up you but will you please re survey

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

You wanna judge me for my lyrics, but you´re not me,

All green nigga pick six

Re-directed de-ci-sions

Harder niggas try to hate me, they be lovin’ this side

Re-write till my words perfectly are what you recite,