This is a song about "Loosely tied"

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

And i can't change, even if i tied,

Yeah in my blood i'm tied, i will never hide

Can't wait 'til a cop ain't actin' right

I was gonna start diggin' into these niggas chest, right

Sometimes don't understand whats rapportuer but i think i'm tied

Had a dream like martin luther, little bit of hope

Show the world everyone's hidden noose tied rope

Cinderblocks tied up around your waist nearest bridge three miles away

So hit me with them cups, ron artest stepen jackson, yea

Duct tape and tied to the motherfucking bed post

And copy what's hot until that goes cold

Off track and lately i'm on edge, may be back but nearly fallin off the ledge

I can't control my rage,cause i still tied with my pledge