This is a song about "Anarcho capitalism"

Lorde said it, man it's private flights, maybach, and cristal,

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Passion for global control and economic and social domination

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

Times is hard homie in this economic recession

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

With ya girl on another man's private center.

Tomorrow i think i might go buy a couple of private islands,

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

Ima bosscall me ah a skinny rick rossflyer than a sworm of moths

I have some many rhymes up in my brain, private untitled songs,