This is a song about "The selection"

I'm hatsheput, the king, the queen,

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

You're the snow, i'm the sun

They'll have to rename this one

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done

The wall being the victim

I'm not the type to threaten your making the selection

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

The sequel to the first

Nigga, fuck the world

To mcs that don't rhyme good

The dopest on the planet

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

Jawan harris:have you ever loved someone so bad

Enough to paint a picture, my true profession

And there's never one decent mothafucking selection