This is a song about "Structure"

Ya'll better hope 2012 really real, cause the way i feel i'mma make ya'll suffer

So much for a fucking structure, killed him in a grill mother fucker

Tell em they mind clippin i give em like 5 minutes

Suddenly i see a structure of some sort... blood and sweat drips...

Violence, crime, famine, lack of structure, poverty,

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

See these little niggas rappin' to rap, man i just happen to rap

To show some respect to poetic structure i wanted to make music that

Makes no sense but my two cents are dispensed off the head with no structure

When i'm digging in her pussy, i'm never using a rubber

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

Violence, crime, famine, lack of structure, poverty,

And them which is more of a circus than a fair

My structure in these raps is aimin straight to excel

At least i'd be stable, yeah, slightly less popular

You say fuck da world and say you gonna change da structure