This is a song about "System"

We can't live here in the system

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done

Because if you do then fuck you, i appear to the system,

Where i'm from is a circus hope you don’t expect a fair one

Bigots winning in our evil ridden justice system.

I’m pitchin bitches thats dreamin’ thinking i'm trickin’ chicken

Trying to get away, but i think im stuck

Chronic in my system, liquor in my cup

For the outlawz, here we come

They wanna change the system

Whole team in dem new drops; nigga you should go && go cop one

And all the folks crushed who wanna be beating the system,

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

Yeah i'm back in the business, crashing the system

The 7-pick up, yukon, the range is come

I'mma part of the system,