This is a song about "Justice combination"

Or babies they raisin

Like my "ation' combination,

Bigots winning in our evil ridden justice system.

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

Give me the key or the combination

Times in this crime land, my thug nation

Physical , emotional and mental abuse/ combination of those

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

Puffy got a mansion, bitch i got the same damn kind

I know not who i'm searching for, or what justice i will find

They run away from justice but i'll squish like they were maggots

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

To pay for the food in his garden its almost time for harvest its a combination of toxins

But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips

First off congratulations on the win

Give me the key or the combination