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

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

Set in store through each sore formed by this semi-auto repeater

This song was a hidden message, scouted and written down by a simple undergraduate.

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

I want justice not necessarily meaning peace,

Pay homage to a god, bitch fall on your knees

My heart is all kind of cold, hope that you all got a coat

Show the world everyone's hidden noose tied rope

Money made delayed as i cut my wrist with this blade

Say i’m destined for fame, well i am very afraid

My city's culture to the game now in existence

My spitting systems are run by hidden pistons

I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million

Bigots winning in our evil ridden justice system.

But i'm hidden in addiction

What up girl, tell me how you been