This is a song about "Nursery rhymes"

We packed together like slaves, simple as nursery rhymes,

In the hood im well-o over they head sometimes

You should spend more time practicing your rhymes

What we gotta do to survive

With deep, intricate, meticulous rhymes

Niggas from where i'm from they don't fuck with fights

While you were playing playstation, my pencil was erasing lines

But yo still held back in the pre-school, so your crappin nursery rhymes

Away from this sucker and his nonsensical rhymes,

Niggas couldn’t tell if i was dead or alive

Hit em with the bomb rhymes

They say we living in troubled times

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Fuckin paedophilia rampant in the nursery

When spitting all of these rhymes

The world seems strange at times