This is a song about "The quartering act"

Say she like my style but i talk too fast

Like the 1st amendment, then they send the rico act,

And ya section know when any day tecs could blow

But blazing the dro yo, don't act like you don't know

I just pray my mother doesn't witness the act.

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

That's why i get cut like i don't fuck with the coach knees

Act obscene pass the green all these cats passive gees,

Getting older 16 time to roach

So don't act hard cause your the type id approach,

Or something that you paid for

The reaper, the act i should leader,

Whether you rhyme slow or the beat fast

I can't change the way i act