This is a song about "The fact"

Abusing the fact my skillset confuses the wack

Gods words all cursed like crackshai-tan's way of gettin us back

Whether you rhyme slow or the beat fast

Hopelessly loathing the fact,

Not a drink -- two chicks that flip acid fast

I was signed to aftermath after the fact

I can feel your heart beating fast

Maybe you don't have the skill, in fact

The fact i shout while i'm fighting crap

Im sayin one night my love is like that

Three town homes in delaware

Just the fact of being there

The fact i shout while i'm fighting crap

I used to want to be the messiah of rap

Know there's a barbed wire that's always in your past

I was signed to aftermath after the fact