This is a song about "Inner peace"

I'm hot breeze, snot sneeze

You not gone find your peace

Like my old prom suit that i wore with the tag

No one's safe from my inner maniac/

But now i'm pointin the finger at police

I want justice not necessarily meaning peace,

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Just to feed his inner cat, his inner batch of unheard raps, getting fatter

Inner city hippy with the heart of steel

I just had to ask, tell me if it's real

Breaking the limit, awakening my inner demons/

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

Bringing out the inner animal

Shout out them strippers who hustle

Let's find a spot for you to do me, in the darknow that it's passion, hold me tight

When i see your picture i feel an inner peace, thanks for the happiness u provide