This is a song about "The underground railroad"

I like to think i write and rap as tighter than some biker shorts

I only know the underground is filled with all the warring lords,

It's things to know about when you got dough and clout

You come around the underground, i'll knock your teeth out,

But if you keep it underground, the corporate thunder pounds,

Trapped in the projectsand the jury finds you guilty on all accounts

The underground conscious scene began, you can't doubt it,

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

Not me, i bet you remember the night

I was born in the underground of the south side

Might even know how hard it is, no doubt

Im coming str8 from the underground

Thought, im underground and hot call me the magma

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

But they dumb it down radically to escape the underground,

Yo i freestyle and fuck you niggas ya’ll be wilding and i’m out