This is a song about "The regime"

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

Dial the humidifier, arrange the amplifier/

In the heat of the summer,

They tested with stress that they under

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

The little cat was practice, for my later regime.

Stepping out fly shit, straight purple cloud shit

Got the passion for the music

Where the ball meets the wall

As i'm watching the snow fall

The replacement of the word "mother"

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

So keep fronting till my peeps come

Do the math, get the sum

It's roc nation, this my team

And my civ 5 regime.