This is a song about "Rage"

Step up to the mic and i'm full of rage

While half my mental belongs in a cage

And i pray that never change

In this days in age...a young's man's rage

Methamphetamine fuelled rage killed four today

But more importantly taught me to pray

Make nigga turn his rage on

Angle these beats like a pentagon

I was taught to act my shoe size, never my age

The government collecting my taxes, i stand up in rage

You see i promised that i'd never change

No sound will escape your throat, no not even rage,

My music feeds on sadness and rage,

Magic city a lil bit of change

I get pissed and go in a rage

And i doubt that ever change