This is a song about "The decleration of independance"

So while you worry about the hoes

Furniture made of the flesh of my foes

The groups of groupies looped in the hoops of the music business,

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

Like curses on the radio

Return of the king of flow

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

Ass-clappin' standing on applauding the effort

Dope enough to snort crack and sit the fuck still

Reaping the humans of leaps of good will

And i hang with wolves cause i'm an evil bastard

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

King of the va, off of those toxins.

So i guess that's where i hide my things

Shaved of the face of the earth

Penncounting pennys over tha years