This is a song about "Hostile"

I call that shit that middle school

The hostile picasso, but played it cool

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Combo's lyrically thrown at any hostile

I live a liberated lifestyle, i will have your balls rotated on a turnstile cause i'm hostile

Complex like my written and this instrumental, after this go ahead call me mental

It set in stone in these poems there ain’t nothing bogus

Break bread with hostile grown ups, opposite of mental slowness/

As a hostile patient hidden in a hostel basement

Told the fucking faculty that he was at a meeting and

Cause this white boy don't choke in places hostile

They just need convincing like malcolm little

Satan is evil, swin3 is his apostle, hes honestly hostile,

Will i still keep the couragei refuse to be a role model