This is a song about "2005 emo"

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

And turning our people to light, through prisms

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

Uh, and trayvon martin had to learn firsthand

Just a whiney emo kid getting pissed off

But i guess i'm just gonna make this fish stew because

We gonna ball all year, nigga know that

This country, black and white, its split

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

Uh, its elementary

And find the fruit contaminated

Bitches asses looking like dalmatians and shit

You let him a sleaze you, but money tend to do that

But i will gladly go back to my emo rap