This is a song about "Public policy"

You worthless kid. nigga don't deserve to live

All do these rate my shit, public criticize

That likes walking with his hips bragging about his marijuana hits.

Acting ape shit, public executions, political assassinations,

8 in the morning when that street clock bust

Sentenced the public to being a peasant,

Used to clean my rolie chain with alcohol in the sink

No known public invasions discriminations impatient

From run dmc to public enemy

I reel them in, goadomes on see

Haters just hate but yet they don't know squat like a leg lift

With no complications the public still looks truly impatient

You know big-breast girls

But nothing public occurs.

Enough, its time to go public, with your handicap thats not announced,

God forgive and we don't, keep my circle small you can't get in my crowd