This is a song about "The system"

Life in the system, because i didn't listen.

I beach chair, with my malibu vision

The myth of a system alienating its people

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Hawk and spit it, y'all wonder why blocks knock the system,

My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun

Yeah i'm back in the business, crashing the system

Thats why we're always goin and we don't gotta go with them

Okay you dancing drinking on your last one

I know more about the corrupt system

Fuck the system diss him fag listen

Cold, my style making my nose run

And all the folks crushed who wanna be beating the system,

Barely breatin believin that the world is a prison

Because if you do then fuck you, i appear to the system,

Whole team in dem new drops; nigga you should go && go cop one