This is a song about "Must"

My head wasn't raised

Then you must be duct taped

For achieve our dreams we must

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

So you must be cynic,

But most times i'm not, i be lifted

Ain't that how black's do it, right

I must be different inside

So you obviously must swallow.

My arsenal, makes for an awesome show

5 times i must repeat it, then 5 times must delete it.

Niggas dumb to be braggin bout that stupid shit

Where must i go, who must i know

And she gives them a blow

A feeling i must overcome

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun