This is a song about "So where are the other 200"

I mean of course just the same old

Where the floor boards are so cold,

Make the world see, for every mc that i see tryna steal flow

Where the only crew to move that dope, i spit so fast, the beat so slow,

Crockadillys are the shoe for where ever you go

A nigga ghost every time youngin on the flow

Locked down in tha penitentiaryfinally lose my mind

Are you other mc's enjoying the view from behind?

On my mama nigga, i be gone for months

Where they are afraid of all the insults

A couple of y'all ain't took a field trip to the hood

Her mother on the other hand wasn't so good

Even if i die, i'm gon' be a fuckin problem

So much anger in the world wonder where it comes from

We sometimes acknowledge the beat as from

Run the other way screaming "where are you jason"