This is a song about "Roots"

Never forget your roots and spit the real truth and

All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government

And now his house is modest too, he went and forgot his roots,

But little did they know, i’m trying to change the rules

Plus how he gon’ tell me, he don't make the rules

I call all my troops to go back to the hip-hop roots,

Seeds and roots and leaves of money trees, cream by any means,

And you are to serve the consequences of your evil schemes

Like the sewage in the major polluted cities , stripped the roots

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves

You "real shit" extension problems, that's why i'm constantly aiming at fools,

But peroxide's in my routes its shady that i've forgot my fucking roots

And now his house is modest too, he went and forgot his roots,

And you ain't gettin' it, 'til you start payin' jewels

Ain't had shit to loose, pullin' my pistol on them fools

Complications come from constant falling nations and wicked roots,