This is a song about "Global offensive"

Passion for global control and economic and social domination

* originally appeared on the "still smokin': chronic 2000" compilation

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

Its global enslavement, they've taken over the nation

Got my niggas denying global warming

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

Half the global wealth is split on one percent

One parent above, the other live scared

On whole new level of offensive,

That shit look like it’s raks fifth

She’s a star if i ever seen one

The mic's offensive with lines i've written

Because cancer has the answer to every offensive and defensive punch

Walk like i'm drunk, swagga so uhgodyard trunks go around i got a bunch

They're the prey, that's why we take the offensive

Before i lay down, i thank god for the blessings