This is a song about "Set justice by hidden blade"

Show the world everyone's hidden noose tied rope

I'm killing 'em slow like cigarette smoke

Hidden behind the screens

Little more weed, first class seats

Defer to pistols hidden in convertibles

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Media turned justice into reality tv,

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

I'm wale, the prescription

But i'm hidden in addiction

Till i'm well-paid, bail's paid

Snicker snack, vorpal blade

I want justice not necessarily meaning peace,

Put you in jimmy choo and you ain't even chinese

When it's all said and done

Dare i mention where i'm hidden