This is a song about "X rays wilhelm"

Malcolm x, huey newton, revolution, they stare,

Or try to fill the shoes of an invisible pair

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

Quit your whining, bring it up with donald x.

To understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days

And plus hip-hop is dying, so my raps are like the laser rays,

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

My biography follows the footsteps of malcolm x

And plus hip-hop is dying, so my raps are like the laser rays,

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face

I'm done with y'all, i'll take this shit for powerless like malcolm x,

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense