This is a song about "Inner hate"

Snappin' necks since '05, ain't gotta prove shit

Their inner voice just go's quiet

Inner core, intercourse

Alcohol and booty calls

You have now entered the inner thoughts of my own mind

Couple of ‘em dimes, but all my hoes is hard to find

But you been looking for love in all the wrong places

My inner thoughts are sacred watch the words you speak with,

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves

Imagine this, an inner-city kid without his papa dukes,

I'm wolf, ace gon' put that fucking hole in my head

I'm not in your inner circle, so i'm fucking up your set

Inner winner morbid splinter sizzled dinner movie rental

O.f. is the coldest thing, and i'm the fuckin' general