This is a song about "Niger s"

Trying hard to speak and

My g"s have been handcuffed,

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Well if its phony your only cause i can get you ins

Im just a young buck trapped in the mind of a man in his mid 80's

The outline which you n****s out dated

A cold beast, nigga i'm the shit

You can feel it via spirit

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

Body holy water blessed, i'm feeling the stress

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress