This is a song about "Federal reserve"

Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts

Millions are driven to federal prisons, what goes on in the heads of the victims?

We will reserve and act like waitresses, we'll take orders,

When my critics break down and make amends with my supporters

Notice everyone's faces as they here this nerd's skills emerge

It calls for separation of the federal state and church,

It calls for separation of the federal state and church,

The day my mix tape drops will be the day i emerge,

Since wale met me he only rode a benz or better

Reporting a federal crime an act of terror

You are now face to face with a thorough pharaoh who be down on death row

Reserve on the low low, haters disappeared and i ask where they go though.

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

Enslavement until payment handed over by federal agents

There's several idiots, with the federal syndicates threat to no ends/

Cause i'll be honest: i ain't tryna be a victim of the projects