This is a song about "Matin the fein"

The world is so typical

It's the middle, the middle

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

I'm hatsheput, the king, the queen,

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

Let's get my enemies not knowing i'm coming back

As a fein/ my mother tried to brain wash my dome/ wouldnt let

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit, dead

So while you worry about the hoes

The more battles the better the flows

I'm in the the real world

She wanted to fight at first

And i love you all

From the bench to the ball

Gods words all cursed like crackshai-tan's way of gettin us back

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,