This is a song about "Rage"

Try doing what you doing but it’s out of range

Life offers nothing, so i’m just spitting this rage,

But if you rupture a tendon i bet them feelings change

In exchange he gave a name, fame, money and a lyrical rage

I always judge a book by the cover, never the page

Recognize every rhyme or i just may rage

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

Make nigga turn his rage on

You can scream and you can cry, just release all that rage,

Peep gamedon't let the money make you change

I grabbed the ak, my homie took the 12 gauge

One that doesn't end in psychotic rage,

1-900-wale, nigga keep the change

Down on the page, laced with rage,

I get pissed and go in a rage

And i pray that never change