This is a song about "Unkle on the needle puts it in his arm"

Scholars and scientists now conceive that africa is the first place of mankind

Assumed stories of his suburbia life, when in fact the boy stayed on his grind

Inhale my color purple

In the arm and pay homage, pupil

Haven't slept for days

That puts that smile on my face

Evil stick in your heart like a needle.

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Broke his leg and his arm twice, thinks its a joke,

Had a dream like martin luther, little bit of hope

It annoys me to the point of clawing arm and bone to reach a mental zone

But oh i can’t stay away, not never, your my home, home, home

Kills...on my left arm my it say any body killer......itz juz me lil jeffrey..

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

I remember carving each number of victims i killed on my arm

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon