This is a song about "The release"

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Consists of the meanest elitists and it's grievous, a release from the trigger

I know you just doing your job

Release the song, cash the lot

Release the latch and let it flood

That shit was wack as fuck

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

When we're done we'll sit back, hip-hop release the classics,

No action to release the pleasant words of acting so discreet

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

Your odds of winning same as the release of detox

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

Niggas fightin 'cross the whole planet, so it could never be peace

As i sweated out the suffer in ma cell lyrics were ma release

If a fucker shot your family you wouldn't release the metal,

Serving gumbo with a shovel, dog i'm on another level