This is a song about "Seth sentry"

The crowd keeps chanting go teezy go

Addicted to stardom, a wish to blow

I don't need a life guard

Snitches here don't got no heart

But there's a devil in the ghetto tryin to tear it apart

An alias to suit the suit top he rocked from this crude snob he robbed

Ask how i disallow your pow pow cos you gotta bow

Optimistic this isnt bad its different now

Gone with out a trace when i deliver coup de grace

When the relay starts i’m a runaway slave

Then i gotta say peace to you

Roses are red and violets are blue

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

But even if we bow out

I gotta tell you right now

Im the king u better bow