This is a song about "The equator"

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

So superb but how am i eating your bars if this rap is getting you served

You told me god was the answer

Reminisce the times and the laughter

The replacement of the word "mother"

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

In the face of the outside.

Me and my dogs we on the same flight

Didn't do a thing at all

Where the ball meets the wall

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Embrace my words make the world changeand still i smile nigga

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

I know i'm not the only bastard in america