This is a song about "Kean"

Writing line after line i never quit, finish the lyrics now its time to spit.

Now money is a service, but it's worthless, there's no purpose, shit,

With one or two more nuclear missles,my flow on a beat is classified weapons

Meeting jesus asking him to make me kean for successes,

With one or two more nuclear missles,my flow on a beat is classified weapons

Meeting jesus asking him to make me kean for successes,