This is a song about "Remembering rappers"

Piling r.i.p"another of cheekos beaten rappers"

We gotta get back to what really matters

I keep terrorizing rappers like osama

I make music for a reason, didn't vote obama

Shifted i'm standing, above all you rappers,

First i have potential, now i got them answers

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

Everyone thinks they will be pro rappers,

Africa and europe, it's a small world we truly neighbors

Remembering the times before the normalness happened, life was a curse

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Flow is so dominant beating rappers

Everyday we party hard like there ain't no tomorrow

Maybe, my visions hazy, shaking, vaguely remembering my flow

No telling how many rappers

Part of me though, is searching for answers