This is a song about "I can t control my rage"

So i took my time, then t-caines was my name, dwight it,

I ain't your regular rapper who just be talking shit

With foreign names, valet the range

My music feeds on sadness and rage,

If you never do, still niggas look at you strange

You can scream and you can cry, just release all that rage,

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

The third one is mixed, white and black

Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut

I control my own destiny, i won't let anyone fuck it up

Paper's with kush by the bush that has a major stench

I can't control my rage,cause i still tied with my pledge

I'ma back em down like shaq with this black 2-2-3 in my hand

They say tvd can´t rap but they are handicapped,

Where i could be in control,

Timmy got his bike stole