This is a song about "Subliminal hints"

Subliminal hint from hipsters and these liberal critics,

You ain't gotta screw up your face in front of the kids

Now nigga, look what hell madevisions of cops and sirens, niggas open fire

Haters failing, they said i was nothing but a subliminal liar/

They must come with a bible, swine flu, and a pistol

And all the bodies they’ve laid, it ain’t subliminal,

Subliminal hints, life's a bitch that dissed you,

Gator-toed mauri, three quarters, sky blue

Call me the winner, the criminal spitter, subliminal killer

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Its a miracle how i carry with all this subliminal ranting but fuck everything right

But, it's my own kind doin' all the killin' herei can't lie, ain't no love for the other side

Haters failing, they said i was nothing but a subliminal liar

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

I'd still be a nigga with no deal tryna get one

A subliminal message, everday is a lesson