This is a song about "Grapes of wrath"

My nigga o that's like my bro without the same damn mom

Biggest history to be made since the wrath of khan,

Me and my nigga wale let them suckas pass

I'm trying to save us from any wrath

See boy she been in love

The wrath of my verses.

See her man face-to-face through the glass

This psychopath will bring the wrath

And i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

I think about effects of human nature and its flaming wrath,

I'll drop your ass like bad habits, feel the wrath of a menace,

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

Better acknowledge i'm fienin for that spotlight, cause i'm comin for first, bout to burst,

I surely don't, so get off your high horse before you get impaled and feel the wrath of my worst

Pounds of hash pass past but taken with wrath

So much class, double d’s and ass