This is a song about "Rhymes of lunacy"

Why i'm living keep a pistol just to keep you alive

Now do ya get it you can't win i'm king of rhymes

Together yeah cause i had enough of you shit rhymes

Young black male, crack sales got me three strikes

And i'm on you rapper's ass like brake lights

Tired of losing?faggot too tough to spit rhymes?

We ain't buying cds, we striving to live

Of the dome is how i bust these rhymes

Stuntin' in some other jordan nines

You know you jelous of these rhymes

Locked in chains of rhymes and cuffed in beats,

Get grand slam fans out of they seats