This is a song about "Equal"

Your bars aint equal to what #mine #is

And i can't help but notice

Tethered together two people there still not classed as my equal,

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

And every action has an equal opposite reaction

I got a spot for us all, so we can ball, at thug's mansion

Get a whole lot of you-know and she bald like an eagle

You succeeded when dreams and reality are almost equal

A country preachin' ideals of all breeds of people bein' equal

The root of all evil, is sorta like the roots new sequel

So come and follow me below, where demons know me as equal

Trickin’ shit for kids and you know i dont need no cereal

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

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Rather die making money than live poor and legal

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