This is a song about "On the blovk"

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

You cant grab on whats on the news

Crip on the run, nipsey hustle on the gun

+big daddy+, no +kane+, get the job done

"hurry up, the cams on,

Pay dues like a hair salon

' alright, already, the show goes on

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

Witnessed my disease, spit lonely on the streets, wolf on the beat,

She tell me i got that flame, your rhymes are so deep

Momma say, you making me lose pay

Shifting on and on through the grey.

Burning up,turn the fan on/

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

Saw the bombs on the news