This is a song about "Rugby in canada"

While in reality im in a oldsmobile killing posers in the alleys

Mercy is for the weak when i speak i screamafraid to sleep; i'm havin crazy dreams

In a private jet while i'm walking in

They say your name for attention

In which are people who believes in one,

So pun... it's no new shit and it ain't no fun

Fucking pussies do some research on rugby!

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Scare 'em to death, and caught them motherfuckers dampoh shit, 2pacalypse is back and strapped

We in canada got 170,000 men though... uhh oh. i think we got the upper hand.

In proving improvement in chunks,

Blew twenty bands in that king of diamonds

We gone keep going

Taskforce reporting in

In the country , in the villages , in the earth and universe

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts