This is a song about "International system of units"

Just another system of control

De la soul is from the soul

I seem to love these whips - a white

I'm international, go on a flight,

They should call the back-up units because they just ruined mine

But the same deposition take it every time

To my makers international

As i light one for ill will

I put on for my city i should ball with vick and them

Bigots winning in our evil ridden justice system.

And i'm man-genie, flyer than the rest of them

Zero seperation im a unified system

So i spend it real fast, cause i’m tryna sit and chill

In police k-9 units, barking mad, 'till they see i'm ill,

And live in a cage imprisoned by the system of minimum wage,

Two childhood friends just died, i couldn't crya damn shame, when will we ever change