Plantation-economics

This is plantation economics You better check who you think left the field You slave us for your profit Or am I just speaking ebonics I'm just a kid what do I know I just roll up and hit that chronic Your mental sorting's like a comet Information in bound You bound to it just like a rocket You close your eyes but you can stop it The info comes out your mouth All rhetorical, I just wanna vomit Your transcribed sickening flows Your transposition it shows I do not look to you for my goals And I'll tell you that my mind isn't west Neither the north or the south I'm from the east with the beasts With the beats that bang Hold it down for the gang VA beach see you slang Uganda's reppin' my name Cause I came through that game Shook it up left it better First night slept in my sweater With bites that get me redder The morning was bread and butter As I fluttered like a fly Around looking for I Around looking for me And what I finally did see Was a deceased version of me Someone I now see oh clearly