This is a song about "Order"

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

Tryna run over to put it in order got- "life is so less"

I'm everything that they call nice

Normally i order three or four of these

Into a world, with no order,

His dreams gone dry, that's why he on water

Just went back to collegeshe is my dancer, when she dance i throw her dollars

New world order and i'm the master of psychological disorders,

K9's all in the kitchen way before i even heard of mike vick

Follow the order if your a fucking fanatic

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

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

We'll then make order reelected

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

I avoid that shit and order papa john's

Heard the sound of several gun shots