This is a song about "Rhymes of lunacy"

Whack rhymes, weak beats, no fans, zero likes, most of all,

You an amateur, they wanna pro to call

Dominating of the eastside shall commence

Run out of words write rhymes that don't make sense

Niggas in jerusalem, waitin for signs

Tired of losing?faggot too tough to spit rhymes?

Of the dome is how i bust these rhymes

They say we living in troubled times

Who know this be the life that i really live

Front page of the times, payback with fire rhymes.

We ain't buying cds, we striving to live

Until you ran out of rhymes.