This is a song about "Rogue of void"

Return of the king of flow

No, just put us on death row

Life’s a bitch and i feel her

Paralyzed void it was my december

Tired of feeling wired of dealing

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, i’m floatin' on good

To life, striped in a straight jacket, mind void of light, spiked with a great habit

Wearing dreadlocks looking more a rogue

And tony jr. said i'm the hope

But these rogue corrupt cops go and stop me in a line,

But the same deposition take it every time

What the fuck? that's your fucking brother? i ain't with that jerkin' shit

To life, striped in a straight jacket, mind void of light, spiked with a great habit.

Out of this coviction of feelings

I’m so fly i don’t even got wings