This is a song about "Wingnut likes em 13"

The words comin' out of my mouth but i didn't spit 'em

Who made a situation from what you see it's a problem

Gotta front me a brick, that ain’t nothin’ to you

Go on tell em randy, tell em i would never do,

Disoriented, like an asian when you spin em.

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

We still got emcees who spread hip hop and i thank 'em,

College to prison, understand it, knowledge and wisdom

Keep em alive just long enough to give em some hope

This is ace, wolf is in the back with travis snortin' coke

Verses slicing likes swords

Chomping at your oxygen chords

Niggas ain't satisfied until their mama miss 'em

Hey man so far i've been listenin to your album

Blinded by all these street lights, up late, can't sleep nights

So many likes people fighting for em like pikes