This is a song about "Unjust temper"

Now we livin’ much better, nigga, pay whatever

And now i'm cool but i'm loosing my temper

Tryna see if real lyric spittin can buy me a porsche

I flow like im under vents a mc with a temper 5 balls

Forget all the temper swings

Not king james, these were coke kings

Because hardware problems really get my temper snappin'

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

But i have a very bad temper don't u remember

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

And my nigga bam bam, he ready for whatever

I am going to have to learn how to keep my temper

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

Make 'em all similar to mind of an elephant

Let my temper get me

I got bigger problems baby