This is a song about "Predicaments"

Grew up in the suburbs

Scrapes grime off the gutters

Slap a label on it, be embalmed on it, pharaoh of slick rhymes and bad times

Igniting cheeko is sparking fear,i rip lines-make mind binds-my lyrics make eyes

Definin yous like all dictions mine, dictionary the parody of the mind

Became a habit like a drug addict, knowledge and wisdom was what i bind