This is a song about "Tariff of abomination"

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Moment of clarity,

Dope enough to snort crack and sit the fuck still

Reaping the humans of leaps of good will

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Thoughts of us of everything of everyone's debts

Out of mind out of sight

I will be by your side

Call me whatever joe

Return of the king of flow

She never ready to go so she forever come

Got the eye of tiger, spit of cobra, form of a dragon

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

Tired of feeling wired of dealing