This is a song about "The masses political power"

The nine gonna pop in silence with power

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

The masses, every time our albums are so classic,

If its not couture, i will not go to her

Humanity has always been about the power

Young king for the masses

Hop off the bus

When i drop the science political activists tell me to stop the violence,

Two click-clacks and a burst in the niggas , they be scared and be running with their tears

To the power or greatness

And panned out, i'm all in love

Bad bitches waving at me, real niggas salute

Drowning in the political soup