This is a song about "The 21st amend"

And i need you to show me love

Where the fuck the chorus

We living in the 21st century

God mc oh my god you gotta see

Chillin' in pajamis, waitin' on the first

Don't distress your nerves but go head first and amend thirst

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

Isn't it ironic when i label 21st century songs vomit,

Hold my pistoland wrap your arms around a nigga

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

There are times when you'll need someone

The bigger the the fun

Saw the bombs on the news

With women with issues

But he push them whites in the hood like ray edmond was there

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air