This is a song about "Look at the bad world"

I love the way you walk

Now look at the life uve got.

Slow sink, can't breath, no remorse, dont think

"what a nuisance!" look at the newsprint

The world at risk, all on his wrist, the mic is gripped/

I'll show you there's a few good left that exist

Pouring liquor for my niggas that was killed, send em back

The game was programmed by scribblers makes a whole team look bad

Look at the competitions composition

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

Look at that mess look out the window

I'll teach you how to take it slow

The world seems strange at times

There is a light that shines

Look at the paint on the cart (cart)

I'd rather have me no job than no heart