This is a song about "The sytem"

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news

The more battles the better the flows

Body doze, who ? give em karate blows

A far reach from them rap dudes

From the gutter to the roof

Sort of remind you, why you don’t court no vagina

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

That he dont even own

As the king upon the throne

Saw the bombs on the news

Yeah, look here i pay dues

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

A sight of her face can calm my rage even if the world's weight was hurled/

You're in the presence of a player, i'd rather be ya nigga

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the