This is a song about "The operator"

But after hearing mathematics he was water for my quenching thirst

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

Damn, i ain't trying to disrespect

Take the exit, the nearest left

Now i was dreaming bout a deal at the age of thirteen

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

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

I'm the operator, the administrator.

Name, and your entire

Than the birds on the wire

Temperatures drop; see it's cool to shoot a nigga

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

To the rigors of the industry

When i arrive the whole town gets sunny

I'm the dealer your the joker/

Two chains, two guns, he bipolar