This is a song about "Nervous system"

Spitting words with wisdom saying fuck the system

I'd still be a nigga with no deal tryna get one

In the first days, shy and nervous

A lovely outer surface

Walk my way and i get nervous

She can make a pimp fall in love

With canons hanging from our necks like it's a mothafuckin' circus

Her epidermis urgently sweaty like she was nervous

And panned out, i'm all in love

Walk my way and i get nervous

Me and my microphone could be one

I know more about the corrupt system

He had no choice but to get nervous

I can teach you all the sounds of love

Zero seperation im a unified system

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done