This is a song about "The 21st amend"

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

What the fuck? that's your fucking brother? i ain't with that jerkin' shit

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

Ham ma living in the 21st century

Where the fuck the chorus

Hop off the bus

Suspend providence, amend profits 'n' develop new electronics.

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

And even when it's dark out, the sun is shining somewhere

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

As the tao converted the thief

I'm why baby mommas leave

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

They disregard me, i guess they all got egos

Watch me blow like i exhale i excel in this rap shit

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