This is a song about "The sytem"

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

When they hear me rocking the groove

From the gutter to the roof

The more battles the better the flows

Took me a while just to write those

I was a black sheep, but now i'm just a goat

Here's the answer and the antidote:

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between

Niggas hating but i love them even though they trying to scheme

I bring the heat like the

She acting all extra