This is a song about "Romans 1 16"

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

Systematically breed chaos, the #1 topic of discussion

Trying to be powerful like the romans and gods of greeks

They want me unemployed, until i hit the streets

I'm not even getting paid, wait till' i'm number 1 next decade/

Just know you hatin on that nigga, nigga get it straight

And now i only listen to this hip-hop shit

1 & 1 doesn't equal crack rock in ya back pocket,

I keep my friends close, enemies on a leash like

1:03-1:34- young zeke pass me the mike, blow up the beat like schleich,

When they hear me rocking the groove

Hip hop don't need wizards its the 1-0-1% truth