This is a song about "The nsa"

Let me enlighten you, i am the brightest of the youth

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

I surely don't, so get off your high horse before you get impaled and feel the wrath of my worst

High as shit, i’m in a booth

Saw the bombs on the news

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

Pass the henn and that ice, i'm on a track with 'pac nigga

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

We can make more, make babies

As the tao converted the thief

I know what you do with that

Can't be yourself with nsa spying shit

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,