This is a song about "The worlds a mesd"

This worlds out of balance, scales broke here comes the challenge,

A few niggas talk but they do without knowledge

But when the music plays its like my worlds an episode of cops

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

Worlds in your hands now, better believe

Don't fast forward ima serve you some keys

A grain of sand on the beach, a droplet in the ocean.

Mix a little syrup, it ain't no way to cure him

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

This worlds shook with grief and filled with relief but its still unsure to me

A pro with the prose, what a concept

Rare shit, trend setting yea i be the best

A rook, a knight, a bishop, all kneels down to the king.

Not a product on the market that can offer this feeling

Refill the stomach of a biter, with the venom of a viper

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