This is a song about "The six principles of the united states constitustion"

Lets take it back grade six, when i was feeling the fix,

Heavenly father, martin, malcolm mixed with them lyrics

Because the case plainly states that slavery was just the prequel

If you was, i would climb every other stair, i gotta stare

That's really how we represent our country, the "united states",

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

In three states you're accused of rape

I’m letting all my niggas grab a plate

Disgusted, not even in the top 30? bitch i'm almost top six/

* ron isley harmonizes throughout but sings no real lyrics

Yeah, they all convinced but all for shit

Six hundred sixty-six, leave it for the tip.

But it made me the man i am today, thanks

States the fate of an artist bent on brooklyn banks/

While the states are spraying kids with 'straying' clips for cash that's running

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring