This is a song about "Visual effects"

To speak from my soul when i paint this visual.

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Mine is visual, not invisible like yours ,just visible,

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

You hate this damn, an attack drummed, off-#key, to no effects done.

Ironic this verse was conceived while drivin’ a lex

Psychosomatic effects habour symptomatic regrets

Jill scott on my ipod, as my head rests

Get right back on it feeling the effects

Riding shotgun uptown,blowin out the bubble

Refillable to each conditional visual.

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

I think about effects of human nature and its flaming wrath,