This is a song about "Literary devices"

Muffled from the outside weather by this literary leather

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Get out the waykeisha now coming throughaye shawty what it dolet’s talk about me and you

For that that strict literary review, but at the end of the day its just something to work through

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

I'm the computer, the king of devices.

I can construct torture devices not known to the middle ages

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

So ain't no future fuckin' youi ain't tha bitch ta love yacan't do a damn thang for you

For that that strict literary review, but at the end of the day its just something to work through

Medieval buggy like the cops' devices, passin',

That's what i'm screamin when these money hungy cops be chasin

You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back

I don't consider most of yall rappers, just another literary hack

Spitting out literary imagery

Once as a slave who imagined being free