This is a song about "System"

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

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

Into the star system

Shout out chicken getting chicken

When i don't have that shit up in my system

Who's next to release? we guillotine them

Just another system of control

Give me a sign, tell me how you wanna roll

Wise men have wisdom wise guys run your system

Okay you dancing drinking on your last one

Hawk and spit it, y'all wonder why blocks knock the system,

Ok, black panamera, dash on a million

To stand and oppose to those who fucking up the system,

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

If its not in my system

Nigeria inspired the talk drum