This is a song about "The undead affect"

M.o.b.! nigga we ridei hit the charts like a stick-up kid

You bigots do not affect me, i'm a living, breathing poet,

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

Badly affect by society, trying to be somebody and not someone,

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

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

I deserve a medal, i lap 'em every track

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

Just cause i don't get votes don't mean i didn't kill everybody i faced,go practice first

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

The more battles the better the flows

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes

A site where my attitude doesnt affect my career.

This rozay, wale, gunplay, and that nigga pill

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

I got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team