This is a song about "Toxins in my system"

So now she picks up the gun

Morphine all up in the system

Someone's changed my system cuz i feel like i'm twisted

I am sick of women treatin' niggas like that lotto ticket

Get your revenue popping before you ever do talk on them

I carry more wisdom, then their are stars in each solar system.

To speak from the soul and just leave it with them

Yeah i'm back in the business, crashing the system

To pay for the food in his garden its almost time for harvest its a combination of toxins

About to have another baby, like a rose from the concretegrowing within, blessed with twins

When i don't have that shit up in my system

Just to match the grind with precision

Tryna find the one

If its not in my system

My talent should take me places i've never been

Calamity, is all up in our system,