This is a song about "The nervous system"

Cast your eyes upon the floor like a pervert when he's nervous

I found myself losing focus at a sunday service

Forever in debt to the lord for he's given

Spitting words with wisdom saying fuck the system

Feel nervous, moose versus the circus

But i guess that shit's just tough love

Two dyke bitches while i'm filmin' them picnic, yum

To stand and oppose to those who fucking up the system,

Im steady surgin' with verses, deadly but on the surface im nervous

With canons hanging from our necks like it's a mothafuckin' circus

Because if you do then fuck you, i appear to the system,

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

Magic city tipping them

We can't live here in the system

I know more about the corrupt system

And i'm man-genie, flyer than the rest of them