This is a song about "Zax of the prax"

Pac said fuck the world and i ain't come yet

Beat of the drum soon the rhythm of the dead.

Raybands...hide the face of,

She can make a pimp fall in love

I'm why baby mommas leave

Thinkin of the the dreams

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

You ain't gotta screw up your face in front of the kids

To dream is to live life’s full potential

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

Or know them testament verses

The one who em talks of

You are always there when i slip up i just don't care never really learned

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