This is a song about "The circulatory system"

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably

The system aint working like what we used to be

Yeah i'm back in the business, crashing the system

She got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done

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

Another ratchet got dumped, in the trashcan i ain't done

The justice system? well the cops featherweight it,

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

Turned himself in, i had to find that dumb

Morphine all up in the system

Put them out randomly hopin' that i get some

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

I'll be game relatedgot me strivin' for a million

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