This is a song about "Public humiliation"

That's what a public offense is

Then the blood drip on the floor poison pieces

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

A public spectacle, keep them chemicals plentiful

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

From run dmc to public enemy

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

But when we're out in public, we all just take it silently/

But nothing public occurs.

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

In public you hate me, but you're really just like me,

Fuck wolf gang, fuck what? here let's take a trip

They know the truth but feed lies to the public

Acting ape shit, public executions, political assassinations,

Cry, die, tie, then sigh from relief from bottling up too much grief ever since