This is a song about "National act of 1993"

Every visit to neimans, i swear don't even see a tag

That act black / till the upper half of their body moves so far back

That acknowledges this polished act.

Follow your heart you’ll make that fast

There destructive like cancer act

Just lay back, get your face slapped

One of the next best but "mc's act like they don't know",

Face down, ass up, ain't none of my bitches planking though

No slipping in ya act

Then i bet he be cracked

And i don't take these bitches out, i make pajama dates

National debt rises fast, lowers with movements of snails

Look, i got no time for that type of connection

For local and national attention,