This is a song about "The jagitays"

Saw the bombs on the news

Duck duck, say goose

As the tao converted the thief

Like being garbage some type of disease

Be my little pill and just creep into my blood stream

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between

Here's the answer and the antidote:

The street slang i be speakin in code

I make music for a reason, didn't vote obama

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Yessir... momma looking puerto rican and she got the best hair

You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air

Down the street to the car,

If there’s a shining star

The more battles the better the flows

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those