Feel the magnet pulling you in?
The soul of your sin, holding in?
Soldiers spin, sometimes when they get hit!
You dropping a deuce and I aint said shit
Start the revolution, starting with the execution
Of the speech writers of The State of Union
Thats what the president should be doing
stop the looting, shooting, n polluting
We don’t need more cryptic crews in,
taking a blood oath all is dieing not just old folk
feel the pain bow, If holding heat aim slow
breathe, away it goes, getting blown
Though aim for a doe whats reaped is sown