This is a song about "The wire"

Goadome nikes, the cortazone of the poem writer

Now change the sheets like mama did and hang 'em on the wire,

Quick as a zip wire

Rap hero but wasn't nicer, prior

On the lines of a wire right in the nice air

Another 5, eli won't even be there

Trip 'n' slip over the wire-trip you flip into my pit.

Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Who knows? they're probably tapping us with fiber optic wire,

New soul verses the o.g. it seemed as a hit

Chyper shit,your brain wire it,to like my shit,

I am only a fighter, in the form of a writer

I spit lyrical fire, through each empirical wire/

Bullets and barbed wire

Just to let you know, you are