This is a song about "Anti totalitarian and anti communist"

We're anti-government and practice these acts - vigorously & viciously,

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

Grab the scissors and saws and

And get caught, in the moment

And a fridge and some broccoli

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Have no souls indeed

And kill yourself and your clique