This is a song about "Power of words and language"

Don't understand any of those words,

Feel like i’m movin' backwards

Damn, why they take another soldier?i load my clip before my eyes blurry, don't worry

Ghandi and the dalai lama and other words, shit they sound like a bag of weed for me

Showing my lyrical skill and lyrical power,

Dripping cold blood like the winter, the summer

Trying to give them light and a message

And please excuse my language

So with our words we can give those kids the power

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

But my fuckin laptop about to run out of power,

Ebonics and the kids from the ghetto speak a language,

Ore voir to the doubters, and a punt is every challenge

Take those words and i mold it into some kind of advantage

And i'm wolf, that was me who shoved the cock in your bitch