This is a song about "Our 2nd life"

The god of sunny, i'm the 2nd messiah, the rediscovery

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

We teach our future our past

Got racks you don’t understand

That amputate and draw blood to animate 2nd dimensions

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice

Maybe to stop the design that is enshrined for niggas who don't give a damn about our life

I don't give a fuck either like father, like son, i'm done

We crack jokes about life, our moms, and brother's chicken,

But there's a devil in the ghetto tryin to tear it apart

You remember the line i said at the beginning of the 2nd part

Still rapping like i'm in 2nd grade

We both teenagers with the same mind state

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

September 2nd will go down in history