This is a song about "No mans land people dying"

People with no identity, aren't manifesting their destiny

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

Obama trying, i'm not lyin', too many people dying

Inside it feels like im dying

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing

Obama trying, i'm not lyin', too many people dying

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

Then sip on this remy til they turn me up some

Its better than dissing people for no reason

No it's not, it's gross (gets the people going)”

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

12 people per jury, ain't no mistakin'

I’m smoother than alopecia skin