This is a song about "Evidence"

Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears

Well know you got the shit in words, look at evidence,

To evidence, those presidents in office know we'll never die,

So you she would hide cause she thought of me as a typical guy

When you say i suck its just more evidence

If we don't fix this then you'll see the same things

Let em marinate, you forever late

White streaks on ya face evidence of heart break

The little engine that could, this little nigga is good

Situated in my chair having evidence presented,

We just wipe away the evidence

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Not all rappers are good cause your the direct evidence.

My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings

My cred represents for my neighborhood, it's spread evidence,