This is a song about "Modular syntax"

Violence, crime, famine, lack of structure, poverty,

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

Sorry i'm so demanding, sick of dancing back to mansion and

Zonin on these emotions yo flow is my main component

67. coz it's a critical sentence,

The road to hell is paved with good intentions

Everybody judging off a single i ain't even pick

I got a hundred bitches here tryna be my main chick

But we can't deny that we have a corrupt government

I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk

Harder than granite, hoes know i'm coming

But in the scheme of things, my problems are nothing

Don't give nobody no coochie while i be locked up state

You're raging an got some grammar issues go back to first grade

Wronger than my grammar and stronger than my grandma

You trying hard to maintain, then go headcause i ain't mad at cha