This is a song about "Peace to my haters"

Word to the wise, peace to the narrator.

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

Poke out from behind her

And peace to this young warrior,

And im a tazer to my haters zap i keep shockin em

Get your revenue popping before you ever do talk on them

Just know that i'm always

If you come to me in peace

And ya section know when any day tecs could blow

R.i.p to my brown bronco, keep the peace in morocco

Too lazy to see my mind is shifty / afraid of the peace - a frightened hippie

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

Peace be to my brothers and sisters

Penncounting pennys over tha years