This is a song about "Lege"

And i'ma call it my home

I'll be bugs with no carrot a dog without a bone.

It's dark n' im writin barkin like i'm fightin for mike vick as my #1 critic

I'm so animalistic canabalistic i spit shit like a mystic

Info like this getting out is one thing you can't be affordin',

I synthesize lines like lyrical sorcery, bitches adore the heat im absorbing