This is a song about "The rebirth"

Your a shell of a mani lost respect for you nigga

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Is there any love

Where the fuck the chorus

Its time for our worlds rebirth but gotta do it right this time

From ten to nine, you do your business right, let me attend to mine

Yeah, look here i pay dues

Saw the bombs on the news

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

So superb but how am i eating your bars if this rap is getting you served

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

Those moments are priceless, precious like ices jewels i treasure rebirth me isis

Five shots she ready to leave

Thinkin of the the dreams