This is a song about "Mainstream"

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage

Mainstream artists are all retarded illuminati makin profits off garbage

Blocked by the mainstream, i feel i'm restrained and chained/

Niggas shiver and diemultiple rounds found laced

The mainstream is selling out, giving their bodies and souls,

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

Shit on the media, make the mainstream precarious

You brought and chose, guess she moving on, yep, we do it wrong

I'd never go and sell out for the mainstream and ride along,

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

Let's take a look at the rap game, 90 percent of the mainstream

While the mainstream artists try to fake and walk around it,

This pair of sixes is paranormal that rare shit

Mainstream, rapping by the kilo

See i wouldn’t wish success on my worst foe