This is a song about "Zax of the prax"

A criminal grind mean hustle

The king of the jungle

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

So superb but how am i eating your bars if this rap is getting you served

Suspended from school coolest nigga without effort

Huh, man of the year, the man of the... work!!!

The right hand of god, the left of the devil,

My jobs quite hard but see all of its mental

Huh, man of the year, the man of the... work!!!

And when my eyes looking like a nigga tired

I'm a victim of the money, of the cash in the hundreds,

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

King of the va, off of those toxins.

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble

Tired of the pain tired of the struggle