This is a song about "Hardware tools"

Seen it all happen man college rules, polished tools

For every black thought, i thought i caught roots

My own worst enemy so fuck it either way i can't lose

Children in 3rd world countries dying from a lack of medical tools//

Tote tools like mechanics, mechanisms

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

Fuck pro tools, this shit is all-natural like orange juice.

Yo this nigga's forehead looks like a fuckin' big-ass moose

Grab all the test tubes, the best tools, compressin' joules 'til they blast off

As you niggas, niggas get familiar with the art of loss

People be tellin' me i need me an african woman

If you're dealin' with hardware i feel bad for you, son

Binding us to slavery tools,

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

If you have to touch hardware i feel bad for you son

Ok, black panamera, dash on a million