This is a song about "Fourth of july"

King of the va, off of those toxins.

It's moe, all i need is more chips

Cause i feel its right

Out of mind out of sight

Before we see it's hard to live

Out of this coviction of feelings

Return of the king of flow

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough

I woke up screaming, fuck the world

Of being of always getting wired

Cause you can't even rap in the fourth grade band

I got weed, hash; when i breeze past, breathe fast

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

Ronald reagan sagging fourth amendment begging