This is a song about "Torture"

Truly they would torture you, smack ya back to pakistan,

*cough cough*, that's some potent shit oh there go police man

It's torture, life ain't kosher, dubbed the best but my toes hurt

Took you forever to get dressed, i acknowledge your effort

I can construct torture devices not known to the middle ages

Alias, mussolinimentally unstable, "g" status

Niggaz always wondering when the torture ends, yup!!!

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

And let there families torture you endless,

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

But unfortunetly the world decided to torture me cold,

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

Anyway now that your in my torture chamber

As: my dad can’t satisfy her in the bedroom ever since he passed away

And torture me by forcing me to listen to records claiming they