This is a song about "Masses"

Don't you lie, don't blow my buzz

Or a mike to speak with the masses

People will follow me in the masses i am a boss now the real cost

Kill everybodythey each got a city to pick to make it our part

Face it bastards, this rap is a verbal joystick that i use to dictate the masses

Verse one: 2paci take a shot of henessey now i'm strong enough to face the madness

Were titans clashin, slashin, and mashin the masses

Alias, mussolinimentally unstable, "g" status

The plight of a rapper or whatever

To all the masses who see the world in blur

But i guess that shit's just tough love

Young king for the masses

There's bitter masses established while you just twitter and hash it

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that