This is a song about "Extortion corruption theft"

I style on new york, pile up my fork

Whining close to corruption for a petty award

This is extortion faggot so drop your bullshit 'n forget it...

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

All up in my jeans and i'm gunna' hit her with that

Theft and never looked back then turned to the angle of attack.

That happen to act like a black president

Went to the store and got caught for theft

But really i'm trying to shine light on the corruption in this life

Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise

Or just another one of my black jesus traps

They mastered legalized theft, they call it income tax

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

Theft of a man's chest it's like gangs test and exams