This is a song about "The fuse"

So you can ask black thought if i know my roots

It's that day, excuse to abuse, no rules, lit fuse, fools

Cause i found a hella way to fuse it

The dead society of a poet

One day i might strike ya ass when i blow the fuse,

From where they take them old beats and turn em into news

My own worst enemy so fuck it either way i can't lose

That's lucifer, y'all getting fucked-up, then he's blowing his fuse,

While i take them all at once and fuse it im o'ding hospital care i refused it

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

Be the ocean, where i unravel

Your fuse was too short, your way too fragile

Gana, but this shit won't fuse me.

And its simple as that baby

Music and i fuse it,

You can feel it via spirit