This is a song about "Moral standards"

And the impact of these actions, a moral atlas assassin

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun

Add up to my standards if you keep coming with that bland shit

Wicked ambition go give this shit a coroner visit

If you don't like the standards by which i live by, then fuck you!

If you could read between the lines come and get your issue

Ravishing, rick rude of rappin you bastards

What matters is content, relevance and standards

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Signallin the angels of my newest moral failures

Set you on fire like tires breaking apart your moral fibers

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Moral of the story has a deep with held meaning,

Any young nigga with visions when he's sleeping

I steady the flow, ready to blow like snotty tissue

If you don't like the standards by which i live by, then fuck you!