This is a song about "No longer my problem"

Inspired by that ganja most 9-to-5ers just can't afford

I shed a tear for the pork i no longer poke with my fork,

I'ma rap deep you just talk burble i shot ma fiend off of me which instead made me much dull

Babblin in my journal i finally ain't travelin this fucking circle, no longer feelin hurtful

They have no problem playin tag wit us

And when it seems that i'm hopeless

Like i'm no longer imprisoned,

With such an ugly picture in it and

Your words no longer increase

Create life with the beats, alicia keys

Only out a year, now facing life

The americans can no longer survive,

God mc oh my god you gotta see

Act like im no longer a somebody

Yea i need buck thats my fuckin problem

Only fear death when you staring down a loaded gun