This is a song about "In and out"

So obnoxious easy in and out of conscience

Cause the media is full of dirty tricks

I breed 'em like i'm going to war

Walkin in and out of that sliding door

Shoot me with a gun but you're too fucking fun, giving u a cute pout

And who had renounced and prostrate, will soon be jailed in a prison called no way out

You take it in the shitter like daily and come out claiming

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

Liven in a house made out of mud dirt and rain

Nigga don't know how to rap but i'm in the game

He and fannie mae got bailed-out in the crash already back,

A bunch of fucking wolves and rats having niggers the size of shaq

Where every recipient, property of the state

And some others, but you'll figure that out later in this tape

Out in cadillacs and lincolns

So here i am at the store for some chips