This is a song about "World trade center"

Blow up with power the conclusion is the world trade towers

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

Education is the center of better things

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

And he's the only nigga in this particular grade

I'm at the center of the epicenter right after the quake//

They trade semen as their holes fill up by the liter

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

Brooklyn boy get plenty love, on the turnpike with my philly broad

An ember burned right through the center of the spherical sinners thought

My self esteem was like me, tall and full of flaws

Of that trade off, my dicks a plane bout to take off

The center of attention like a toast before the wine sip

It's hard to live out atlanta with out makin' this a habit