This is a song about "Things left unsaid"

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

Fights break out because of the little things

The battle ain't over till the black man sings

Your destiny is a recipe for better things

Realising that world leans on things

Been spending most our lives

The blacks kill blacks for a crack of respect

Take the exit, the nearest left

Things left unsaid remain 6 feet deep, dead

Their buzz internet and mines in her net

Take away what ever's left

Carol city or was it the west

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Left, right, left, i've just gotta keep walking.

But this ain't physics or rocket science

And brutally doing things