This is a song about "Many men want me die"

I dont want to make it in a office like men in suits,

But little did they know, i’m trying to change the rules

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

I will die for you i hope you'd die for me

Shit, caught up in your perfect world, you never heard me cry

You better be ready to face me, cause it's do or die

So let me tell you about this guy

Good weed get me high, other drugs make me die

Hardest spittin’ mothafucka this side of the line

Many combined rhythms that remind me whats mine.

Now in the courtroom, many men are being doomed

It's your own fault suckas so don't get that shit confused

Give me fine trees tell i die please

I'm screamin' out fuck the police

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

I want to fill up nightclubs with men and women boys and girls