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

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

Defer to pistols hidden in convertibles

Gettin good graces, take his money, aa-another one

Bigots winning in our evil ridden justice system.

I want justice not necessarily meaning peace,

Well, i’m flyin' over, literally, flyin' over cities

At an extremly alarming rate

The lights burnished from my eyes to my blade

Never give up to the blade

They fasting they won't leave me ate

Malcolm x, by any means

Hidden behind the screens

Kill everybodythey each got a city to pick to make it our part

Feeling every set of emotions within my heart, girls walk by lookin like art,

The justice system? well the cops featherweight it,

Still kill the pussy, put the cat in a casket