This is a song about "International call center"

Felt adventurous, sent you petulant menaces to the center of executive terrorists

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

Over me the same peeps that have died

I'm international, go on a flight,

With ya girl on another man's private center.

They call me conscious, and i think i'm better

You promise that's change

Spotlights on, center stage

I'm the center of terror /you better remember ur errors

Shout to them girls in the club that don't fuck with they professors

Education is the center of better things

The dilemma is, you think i got no conscience

As i enter the vicinity i'm blowing up rappers in the center of proximity

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

I'm at the center of the epicenter right after the quake//

Go ahead admit it faggot, this shit is tighter than butt rape