This is a song about "Moh the technition"

So if i talk down to a man

Still the man with the pan

But i'm broke as fuck too bitch, we on the same boat

Here's the answer and the antidote:

Embrace my words make the world changeand still i smile nigga

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

The water from the past is the same water in the present

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

The more battles the better the flows

"listen to the track bitch!" echoes

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between