They never go for wholeness, my preformance road
Fight for civil rights and protest, bone tire, black road
Make sure every Glock loads, step down a parliament
To ensure every pot full, yeah, what I think
Is my cup full to the brim, thanks Miki
No matter how hard me a live, solid as a rock in this life
No matter what comes, still a fight, make sure say holla
My niggas alright and the girl from my side
Make sure she look nice and keep the vibes right
So Miss Jamaica can smile