This is a song about "Object without shadow"

Then i see a shadow behind me, and its my turn to scream

Now i was dreaming bout a deal at the age of thirteen

In the shadow he is learking and jerking when

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

Without a shadow of doubt i've won

And you believe when a rapper wan' be one

Jeah! it's like the whole bird gang's in here, like kurt cobain's was here

Shallow here, a shadow puppeteer of a lyrically ruthless buccaneer.

And really don't matter unless y'all coming with

My options, let him roll, bleed, or die is my object.. if

I know what it takes

Spheres of shadow strike the gates

Get out behind that shadow, you best concede my info, now go on do this.. pronto

In your ears as i kiss ya, on every curveslow down baby don't rush, i like it slow

If rap is an object it's something i own

And don't you bring your camera phone