This is a song about "Justice"

Hungry for justice i'm past this injustice

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

[j] jeez, jesus is jabbin' my junk in justice juries.

So either you dont believe in a nigga dreams

The clinical attempts at schizophrenia's critical

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

The justice system? well the cops featherweight it,

Eighty percent of kids are listening to y'all shit

Bigots winning in our evil ridden justice system.

See i tried to spread the d, welcome to my run and gun

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

Cause so far i done witnessed to many dead niggas in caskets

Than diggin' in your couch, looking for your car keys

I want justice not necessarily meaning peace,

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

The justice system? well the cops featherweight it,