This is a song about "Muscular and skeletal system"

We was fighting for the system, shut up and listen

She got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done

Issue your warrant, informant, bitch i’ve been a boss

And get sick of system shit, pissed is when i'm writing new songs,

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

The prison system dissed 'em and assisted in black men's,

And how the fuck you kill the system when you live in it too?

And i open up the door you bring her cranky ass with you

They say that karats help your vision

They wanna change the system

And my naivete, slaving away, to a system that's oh so welcoming

She feels a baby is the way to save her relationship that ain't nothing

And modify your opinion

I'mma part of the system,

Are tearin' at the system, they released dogs and streets' police,

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees