This is a song about "Order"

Order shit load crack on ebay, bitch that's called underground ties

You ain’t seen nothing yet, bitch, this just my friday ice

Even if i have to decode a dictionary in order to travel

Keep it real as penitentiary steelthis ain't no freestyle battle

Droppin rhymes in order to keep your pedestal lower than mine

And he's not fucking working, i think i'm wasting my damn time

So i gotta spit to this

That's an order, and my soul is

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

A new world order, with a new constitution

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

I don't need no lawyer, i'm in court without the order,

I'm seeing things that's being mean making me sick

Follow the order if your a fucking fanatic