This is a song about "Equal"

Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil

You succeeded when dreams and reality are almost equal

I smoke sweets in the suite, like shit is legal

Suicidal tendencies because he ain't equal

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Poor people get twenty years, so much for created equal,

We don't believe you, you need more people

None of you rappers are equal

There's never peace in you, cause me and you are equal

Rather die making money than live poor and legal

There's nothing man made than can make it just you

Got no equal, bulletproof like fucking la roux

He ain't touching me like martin sheen's penis

Evil but see no equal that'll match this

When the truth is, i be just tryin’ to make it equal

And we no la de de da i don't care for any people