This is a song about "Artists vs tmnt"

But in this darkness gathers an army of artists,

Passion in rapping a blessing to even see this

Giving rap artists an early dismiss

Father fuckin her, older man fuckin her sis

Wanna stunt shit, all that new designer shit

All these artists crazy and satanic

All these other artists don't got no independence,

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

Seems either love or hatred/ nah more like its tension vs patience

My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings

No longer with us; he's deceased

It was the streak vs the beast

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Cus isn't me, vs you producing misery?