This is a song about "Yet"

Give 'em guns, step back, watch em kill each other"it's time to fight back", that's what huey said

Yet magazines still tellin me im not gettin my varsity letter yet

But he you ain't smoked yet

You already know you're dead

Misled by aristotle, not on his level yet/

Why? cause i really didn’t wanna get my shit wet

I know you don't understand me yet

And please never disrespect my set

And the crowd is yet to meet the best, cause that's not me, at least not yet

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed

Coroners comfort your mama

But yet bankrupt like barrack obama

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

Animal something unfathomable yet compatible