This is a song about "Generation"

Times in this crime land, my thug nation

Ina fucked up generation

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

This young bloods got it in him/ the rhythm came through to this generation

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

'cause we're the mcs of the new generation

Of our next generation

What up girl, tell me how you been

All my friends, weed & cigarettes so i take a hit

Called it new generation and lickety split,

Leaving behind the cold past in a fast dash cause of what these fuckers been

I drowned the penetration but still found myself set to surround generation

This new generation has no moderation, no motivation

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

A little more of me through generation of a debate of hatred

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick