This is a song about "Almost to 1k followers"

Nobody has brains to believe, it's almost like a curse

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

I had to make her stay what a bad mistake like i'm glad i ache almost if i haven't ate

Became so drasticmilitary mind mashed all the walls they blastedif we bleed then they suffocate

Got followers and i'm not even a leader!

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Almost lose control, lost sanity

Look it something they can't ever see

Rotten bodies piled up, goners or followers men

You in the basement, i'm on the roof again

For leaders and followers to uparm their vision

And this from a person that never believed in religion

I got the whole damn world on this shoe shit, true shit

And i might go split-to-slit - almost wished it...