Yo. What's up. Welcome to the new. Come check out. What i've got in store for you. But you know what. I'm kind of hungry come. come walk with me. And I and I tell you. What i been up to look. (Chorus 2x: Scarub). I'm filling space. Reflecting on whats new. And how it use to be. Some say around my way. That i've been gone to long. But I rather have you. Feneing then be use to me. I see ya when I see ya. But until. (Scarub):. It's like we be living. The modern daily life. Melodramatic episode. Etitled lively hood. Where were all characters. Intertwined protagomist. And politicians. All thrown into the same pot. Overcrowded and when shit gets hot. Whose ever richer. Got the law on their side. And police in their pockets. Busting out with billy clubs. Trigger happy militants. Just love to push and shove. With their badges at the club. It's too packed. If the crowd is too black. If they pull you to the side. And ideas is what you lack. They patrol for them back. Forcing you how to act. Telling us to simmer down. Say they got places for clowns. And if your skin is brown. Then we'll return you to the ground. But me I'm heavenbound. Mister incarheto went through your town. I stay astray probably found. Come take a walk. With me down these inter city blocks. I got a slow stroll but my mind is quick. Predicting actions before they happen. Attacking life like rapping. But when babloyn also happend. I don't know shit. I've been reasoning with people. On this planet acting evil. When I see them it's a sequal. Or the same Seleloke. Some say they got a plan. But leave the money from my pockets. My stomach is grumbling. And I wish they would stop it. Can't focus when I'm hungry. And my ears are hurting. So I keep dispersing. Under their breath. I hear them cursing. Probably should have. Checked them on it. But I'm a just keep walking. I need this sandwich. I haven't eaten all day. It's already 5 o'clock man. But yeah don't worry. It's a cool place a cool service. They don't speak english. But just tell them what you want. (Chorus: 2x). Yeah I usually order you know. But the delivery dude. He got kind of like. He got mugged like yesterday. Somewhere over here. So we gotta walk but we almost there. (Scarub). What happens. When you find yourself. In a terrible predictament. When major decisions need to be made. That'll affect. The whole world around you. And finding help is like trying. To find a reliable source. There's a chance o whats the size. And does it work in your favor. And on whos scale. Just finding someone to confide. In becomes fustrating as hell. Like trying to find a cop. When you need one. Or better yet trying. To shake the cops. When you need to run. Nothing works in your favor. No matter your behavor. Social status or financial platters. Your able to afford. Even if I'm platium. Even if your fattening them pockets. Fresh skyrockets explode in the brain. The aftermath is hell. The cost to rebuild. Seems imposible to acquire. Your life is on the line of fire. Sucess is what you desire. Circumstances cause you to retire. Either can see no buyer. Tired someting. But we hold on to our feet. Right now I'm hungry. It's it's too much for stomach. Right now look we're almost there. It's about three more blocks. After we make this left. And cross the street over here. On what is it. (Chorus). (Scarub). The mind mud wrestles. A combination of dirty thoughts. And wet instincts. I tried to talk to the girl. Who said if dirt were dollars. Then i would be a rich man. I had to stop and think. And said if dirt were dollars. Then the men on top. Would be even richer from the dirt. That they drew in the land that they own. Filthy rich while we still inched in. some kind of financial calomine lotion. A potion while they pan around. like they going through the same. Amount of motions. As we do you see that. Let me help you sandwiches. As you ain't can see. We be devouring the wheat bread. While all they eat is the flour. You try to catch up to the lettuce. Thinking they inbelished you. But they still deny you relish. That shit is still pickles. They just gone like grey poupon. Acting all stingey with the mayo. When the salt and vinegar. You added the cold cuts then cheese. No matter if you are. American parmesan or comoloan. They only stick to they own. But front like it's olive. The mess make me as hot as a jalopina. Making me wanna get all up in ya face. Acting like they taste better. But I don't get bitter. I barbaque my own method. For filling my platter on any ocassion. Stimulating my sensation. To eat while thinkin my options. Is anoyative improvis coming fresher. With the side order of fries. And maybe some brown rice sounds. Kind of good right now you know. Yeah maybe. Some kind of new naw soplantos. Or I dont know something. We bout to find something. I'm hungry as hell. It's right here. Rright here right here. (Chorus)