This is a song about "Evidence cite infer analyze examine descr"

So tell em parappa the rapper nigga rap harder

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

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

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live

Don't over analyze, i said that shit 3 times.

Situated in my chair having evidence presented,

What the fuck? that's your fucking brother? i ain't with that jerkin' shit

Got an independent business mind

Any evidence for the police to find

Staring at the physical evidence of my pain

Have they all forgot who made this golf shit hot again

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

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

I can taste the salt from my tears

Like drinking the evidence.