This is a song about "Facts about jupiter"

I only rap facts infused with morality

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

But y'all know my story now, and i exist in the facts,

Then i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands

I don't make rap i'm just spitting the real facts

To reality and to the facts

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

19 wave caps spit facts on blast,

Trying hard to speak and

Would it surprise you if i told you facts about the poor whites,

This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines

But it made me the man i am today, thanks

Buildin' tracks snappin', smack you with a sack of facts

Smashing stereos and emcees, just bringing the facts/

You got me in a trance, please take off your pants