This is a song about "Media"

B.i.g. said it; so i entertain like cedricstandin on the trunk roof top unit city

So the ability to hit the loins of the media see admittedly

They rock n rolland bring tha funk to tha whole nation

Media circulation only inspires evacuation

She like me from that no hands but i'mma need her to use no teeth

Treated as media scapegoats and viewed as public enemies,

Labeled with the same intoxication that the media persuaded him to do this

That’s what i was sent out to be, log out bitch go beg any witch, sit down and wish

Black foamposites, it's like we on that mobbing shit

The media brainwashed me , and i believed it/

I bet the media had never known i'd spit like this,

You can bet your bottom dollar the bottom lips will need stitches

They say my music knocks, so i hope it open every door

The media implores, that knowledge will corrupt the core

Yet the media hides it,

Yeah, rack, rack city shit