This is a song about "All the deaths and dest"

Before the gain, and all the same

So much to say a scrabble game

Call it bubonic, getting all the dollars and

And you nervous cause ya ass probably feel different

Sent to their deaths by the vicious power brokers/

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

I've seen all your raps and they're all the opposite of ominous,

All my peers doing years beyond drug dealinghow many caskets can we witness

And then all the hate takes you

She gonna dance when that molly through

And his brains were all scattered all over the floor

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

And all the shows that you watch and all decisions you make

Cause by then it's just too late, there's so much we can take