This is a song about "Oder of operations"

Reaping the humans of leaps of good will

Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill

Cause we been off them slave ships

King of the va, off of those toxins.

Ahead of his years, ahead of his time,

So the mind they mine don't coincide with mine

Whaddup hoops, tell them it was for the money

Part of my heart beat, inside of me

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

A little more of me through generation of a debate of hatred

At your best you might

Out of mind out of sight

Dc's here, this is where crack lives

Out of this coviction of feelings

Of being of always getting wired

My shirt, purple label my shirt