This is a song about "New wold order"

Since i quarter dimes in order n' preach crack in holy water

But i never ever thought that you would take me on this offer

Into a world, with no order,

Look, another day another dollar

Waiter asked for my order, i say i wanna piece of you/

If i don't diss another nigga you dont get that issue

Bow down to the elite 'cuz the satanic new world order is here,

Who woulda thought a lil nigga from the ville could get a deal

Because there ain't no coming back from that

We'll then make order reelected

Even if i have to decode a dictionary in order to travel

Keep it real as penitentiary steelthis ain't no freestyle battle

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

Patiently taking orders in order to conquer this

It’s a fucking celebration, bitches

That's an order, and my soul is