This is a song about "The earth and its layers"

Three major players gettin papers by the layers

I refuse to be another being on this earth

Your soul wondering the earth

I still got haters

In the country , in the villages , in the earth and universe

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

Buried in the earth alone,

Know i just call it head phone

I know my shit better anyone on this damn earth, curse this place, it's worse

Thinkin they true players, but they soft as fuck after the first couple of layers

Plus i call my mic excalibur because i pulled its out the earth

It's utterly bologna, so i'm muslim to these rappers

I make the earth shake and leave you faceless, embrace it.

And they'll forever out ya, that's why you always quiet

We will disinergrate beneath the earth

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve