This is a song about "System 32"

10 chains, hustle hard: ace hood

You know? real flick" nasty 32 look.

Chronic in my system, liquor in my cup

Bitch-made since 6th grade, he need his rope cut

I can only imagine

They're getting shit done

Got caught in the system

When it's all said and done

Now look: the change has come

If its not in my system

Just another system of control

De la soul is from the soul

We can't live here in the system

Something wicked this way come

Making mr. blue sky look like wayfarer five fifteen^32

Of thinkinthese, are the dreams of a young teen