This is a song about "September attacks 911"

They got me goin mad, i'm knockin busters on they backs

Friendly battles and instrumentally attacks

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

September 2nd will go down in history

She tell me i got that flame, your rhymes are so deep

The attacks just started fucker so pull up a seat.

Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate

911 and osama, i fight with love instead of hate,

Hammer-hat flyer than a bag of bats

I earn plaques spit attacks sharp as tacks

It's whack, it just goes an attacks on the safety measures we lack

Might want to purchase some game, homey your shit is so wack

Of felons, killers and monsters, so revealing and honest

I bet everybody attacks me for being a feminist,

Murdering tracks with acid attacks spewing saliva inside ya, mind

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find