This is a song about "Life on other worlds"

These streetz so corrupt so that threw me on some other shit

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

So and so on for generations, that screwed up all of each other

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

I wanna go on strike on life now,

Will somebody please show me how

I ain't talkative neither

Caving into the worlds desire

Tell the lady in the liquorstore that she's forgiven, so come home

I have the patience to let other mcs get on the microphone

They slowly showin they colors

On the tissue like other nasal germs

When i was young i picked on the other kids

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits