This is a song about "How could a thing like the holocausthappen"

It seems to remind me of a scene like this

Is less then any thing like the tony hawk is

Frequently hated, either that or misunderstood

But i still know how to rap like you wish you could

My rhyming's like the finest thing since time machines

Spit selvage my nigga, it's in my jeans

About how you sold out to the norm like a whore on the jersey shore

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

I'm definitely in a class of my own

Tryna get payback like a loan, my how the time has flown

How he could be the next prodigy that he's the only next choice that could be

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

How could i lose, when the youth's decisions are clues,

It was hard to quitstarted out drinkin’ forties moved to harder shitgoddamn, now i’ma grown man

Look at you, this is the minimal i could diss you, criminal instinct like a scam/