This is a song about "The decleration of independance"

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

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

Riding shotgun uptown,blowin out the bubble

Tired of the pain tired of the struggle

Let me wipe my nose with these rappers

Shaved of the face of the earth

For the man of the hour

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

Huh, man of the year, the man of the... work!!!

Keep that tucked ‘fore somebody get hurt

Return of the king of flow

Your girlfriend want to follow

Beat of the drum soon the rhythm of the dead.

We can’t even talk ‘less you got the check

And anybody who plays sports, you know you got politics

I'm a victim of the money, of the cash in the hundreds,