This is a song about "Real situation"

Scramble like randall if john randle was trynna get him

It was frightening a daunting situation,

Preparation for occupation, no correlation to my situation

Hey, don't do anything that i say in this song, okay? it's fuckin' fiction

My nigga rozay put me on the tour cus i amuse him

But the limitation has been re-illustrated, a situation,

Blew the fuck up in gray clouds of thick smoke

Wrote your last situation no hope

Mixed feelings cause now all the chicks feeling him

And just looked back at the whole situation

And i ain't tripping, my only competition’s the mirror

Asking ma self if that situation gonna linger

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

To the situation and understand the discrimination

And non-nigga friends got it with him

Bagyong haiyan, tis a bad situation