This is a song about "Evidence"

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

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

That binds us, it defines us, there's no guidance? god? no evidence,

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

Like drinking the evidence.

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

Not all rappers are good cause your the direct evidence.

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Rhythm flows straight through my blood, and see that rhythm be spread evidence,

Obama's now elected, he's done nothing, when there's evidence,

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Not king james, these were coke kings

We just wipe away the evidence

I come from a city with more drugs than a evidence locker

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her