This is a song about "Third culture"

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

It's in hip-hop culture that we disrespect our women,

Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her

Third eye high, this does not matter

We are the hope of the culture, they supposed to listen

That's how this shit be goin when you go for number one

Time to show these free world leaders the 3 and a third

I hit you from rewind it'd be hard to move forward

It's a fools fatewithout your word

I'm in high rhymes schools your're in third

Did too many drugs dilating my third eye

You can pick apart my raps, i ain’t told ya na’ lie

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

Culture lost in a vortex of racial caricatures

Would be able to take the whole culture and re-upholstery it

Put my squad on my back like i'm wearing me a starter jacket