This is a song about "The 10 amendments"

I just want to kick it, kick it for the rest

The world is watching and your the suspect

Watch the sunset, we can watch the sunset,

And if you had more street cred then you'd be dead

The holy war, the spiritual troops

I go to war, old timbs, battered boots

The underdog of the underground has come far

I'm the dude with the car, a superstar

Helping the the position that i'm in

And i like the hoes that need passion

Livin like a thief, runnin through the streets

Im cuttin the sales and makin the scenes,

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

Off of the topic, call me the prospect.

Ever since grandma died, everyone parted ways

Phones booming got the police on the chase,