This is a song about "Squintinlike an asiang"

An insane lunatic

Well, i can handle that

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

Then you should shut up an sit an listen

I write rhymes an you know that i don’t need an excuse,

Niggas mostly assume, niggas make up they news

Life was diggin’ me deeper, i kept on coming up short

Syringe, an orange, an extension cord, and a ninja sword

So all the hustling for nothing man

Anti-violent i chant my rhymes an

Yeah i'm gon' leave with her

Just an alert of an amber

I wanna release an album and have an elite celebration,

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

An immortal technique

We can't catch the beat