This is a song about "Global offensive"

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

Because cancer has the answer to every offensive and defensive punch

I'm fed up, we gotta start teach the children

The mic's offensive with lines i've written

Passion for global control and economic and social domination

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

Rep misses a-u-g-a and now i'm going global/

Bring tha gunif ya want it young noble

I know it hurt but life's not perfect

Half the global wealth is split on one percent

Its global enslavement, they've taken over the nation

And everything on tv just a figment of imagination

That's making revenue of a name we cherish

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

Behind the velvet rope, snapping a lot of pictures

Catch me writing offensive lyrics, catch you with a purse