This is a song about "God s messenger"

Like i got an s on my chest i thank god that im still here hes my bullet

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

Well if its phony your only cause i can get you ins

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

I'm only the messenger, hermes of an era, warning of a past,

Hustlin' in each and every ghetto with a mic in my hand

Me? i'm wolf, you can call me tyler though

Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,

Trying hard to speak and

My g"s have been handcuffed,

If only i could go back into the 80’s

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

Till the game`s over they are still watching me

High heel wearer, hell of a body

No religion i was getting saved by the glock nine

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.