This is a song about "History of land and life"

And egos get flipped, and i make faggots history

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

Needles in my alley history of murders and rapes,my area is old as hell

Snakes ain't got enough nuts to replace mesittin in this, livin hell, listenin to niggas yell

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

Like my life seems fine and full of life

I got a part time

And live a life of rhyme

Until she came trench coat and a thong and shit

Home of the free and land of the wicked

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

And by the time you read this,you'll be history

I just write that right by a mic stand

My god made the sea and land