This is a song about "Standing out"

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

With phony politicians standing slanting unsteadily crooked

Roll you up and let it run through my veins

Standing behind a lectern of fire and flames

My money keep me staying, my dick allways out standing

Fuck you post-drake-ass cliche-jerking, la-slauson rapping

Shifted i'm standing, above all you rappers,

And this world's mine, but the womb is hers

Your looking so perfect just standing there,

No! it ain't fair, but we all bear and do our share

Anyway i'm standing in the alleyway

I’m on this one way headed where the slums play

Standing out in crowds, flipping off police, like the nwa screamin fuck the police,

Cause i chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homiesbefore we find world peace