This is a song about "Quantom gen"

You cant grab on whats on the news

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

No religion i was getting saved by the glock nine

Intelligence through rhyme just give me a moment of your time,

Its human nature to open doors to neighbors but if they knockin i wont talk to them,

Then start again, don't have no muthafuckin' friends niggalook inside the heartz of men

Yeah the coach used to say i was awesome, right

I know their type, they're fucking petrified

Listen to what im saying im not the bullshitting type

I keep my friends close, enemies on a leash like

Billboards, rap sheets, and studios holding my name

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again

Kaiser soze, we never see him

To my knowledge college ain't an option

Dump that bitch in the sly

Im just that type of guy