This is a song about "Present"

Ever present dilemmas send the present into the drain

Hoping that hip-hop can surface and go-go again

So this to you, i present, is my final song.

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

Cause my mission's insane, you couldn't vision the pain

Move from the past to the present on the train

In this present , i can say life is pretty pleasant.

Like a passenger on 9/11, please go find a reverend

See, all my life i was raised by a lot of criminals

Infinite knowledge present, look through the proper channels.

From out of nowhere

Always present, always there,

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

The water from the past is the same water in the present

Found this spot in pasadena and shack with her, an investment

Santa won't even give you coal for a fucking christmas present