This is a song about "Justice combination"

The combination of folly in our generation is high

True to the gamei claim outlaw riderswe give a fuck what they try

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

Which i planted to grow and freely provide justice through poetry,

So you can call this poetic justice.

I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love

To heaven's door -- shed so many tears

Hungry for justice i'm past this injustice

Physical , emotional and mental abuse/ combination of those

Because now a nigga hot enough to fuck with one of satan' hoes

The clinical attempts at schizophrenia's critical

I'm the justice bird you see in the sky i'm a eagle.

Give me the key or the combination

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Is a deadly combination

I’m smoother than alopecia skin