This is a song about "Unjust members"

Majors misbehaving i'mma have to take it digital

A poetic criminal being unjust toward the minimal.

Lost men on front lines, crossed by unjust crimes.

Uhh, addicts arise, when i arrive

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

They fuckin' up my positivity, are they cult members?

God mc oh my god you gotta see

Members only i'm cocky

I'm optimistic like playing keeno with all that you got

Got up, voice says look up, surrounded by members of the native mob,

Scare 'em to death, and caught them motherfuckers dampoh shit, 2pacalypse is back and strapped

To be emcees with no embers or members to represent, time to reprimand,

Thats why i'm a crip, rid the world of unjust

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

Than diggin' in your couch, looking for your car keys

It creates dead members of families