This is a song about "Off year elections"

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

Was last year, lookin all clammy

Writing rhyme after rhyme every year

I said that i loved you, heartbeats when you get near

Two hundred and a year a.d

Cause now you got me hopped up on that

The vision is quite clear

Going to east nexy year

Nah … i ain’t deaf in my ear

But luckily tim changed my year

Cause i'm the man of the year,

What you might’ve thought the vision still clear

Open up your contacts then scroll

18 year sentence with no parole

Give it back with a sensitive mouth and some hard knees

Government elections have corrupted economies,