This is a song about "Slaves"

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped

Many faces, trading places, diggin' graves, slaves patient,

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

And i agree that it's nothing compared to treatment of slaves,

Break away we’re still slaves to the game scorching in flames,

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

Track 11.) old servants (new slaves)

And no longing for dates

Time and time again we're slaves to our crutch

Lying to yourself, all over an image

We packed together like slaves, simple as nursery rhymes,

Money got me excited, i’m coming four or five times

Making them slaves for countless days implementing their fate,

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

All these society slaves, but through my vibrating waves

I got geechi on her, came back with thirty chains