This is a song about "Explanation of evidence"

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

I'll tell you to fuck off, and not give you an explanation,

Like drinking the evidence.

Spray the fifth, gator kicks

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

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

When you say i suck its just more evidence

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

We don't want an explanation, make an annotation to help you

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

Not all rappers are good cause your the direct evidence.

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

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

Two click-clacks and a burst in the niggas , they be scared and be running with their tears

As i sit and think im thinking fuck the president kill him with no evidence