This is a song about "Lock"

And they tryna to lock me down like they own that shit

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

Murdered every bod from my squad

Sock a mad hatter joints pop and lock

But these corporations obviously hate and lock the nation,

She gon have a baby then flee from her education

Corporations lock the nations, populations know the same profit,

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

One day that they're screwed by the companies, lock the nation,

And everything on tv just a figment of imagination

You can't lock me up cause i'm only running through

Of the picture punchline figured out, ahh i get you

On the way there the traffic was dead lock

She's a white vegetarian, i'll get this blonde cock

Got rap to myself, got this thing on pad lock/

I gotta know if it's real or not