This is a song about "Negative effects of violence"

Weed smoke, booze and violence

Wish i could shed all these tears

I'm breaking the silence i'm sick of speculating the violence, i'm kenner city brawling.

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

Negative energy who said? there are no solutions.

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Violence, crime, famine, lack of structure, poverty,

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

I think about effects of human nature and its flaming wrath,

Psychosomatic effects habour symptomatic regrets

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

I go through phases of violence

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits

And my condition to start violence