This is a song about "I m the next"

So we argue and play fight, all day and night

After the first try, where i needed the next light

Hazy chest, i blaze the cess, wonder if you lace it next,

Because of the feds as we pledge to let our plague spread

The next thirty seconds i didn't understand

When miles davis cuttin lose with the band

Emcee m b, remember the name.

Down in dallas at the all-star game

Before i sleep at night i get excited for the next time

I'm worldwide i'm certified, pop a bottle my cali dime

I"m ah gut you and the bitch that's with ya

Our nation have to bow, africa

Deep down, i'm an emo fuckin' faggot that's depressed

Proof vest i just look at the sky and i wonder whos next