This is a song about "Woodrow wilson"

I wish you'd just understand.

Cause i got the burner in the hand

Automatic possessing with intent to supply

Never alone we 'bout to make the drums cry

Ever since bill clinton was still in office

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

Always got a song to do can't get along it's true

Of this maniac whos intent is to erase you

Ambitious like a politician with a final wish

He's in it for the sportrunnin circles round his

Young strugglersracing the clockain't no telling when it all can end

We’re seen like we’re dangerous and have some criminal intent,

With intent to commit murder

I don’t care where ya are