This is a song about "Beating slaves"

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

Beating me?? i laugh like hee hee,the only thing your beating is your dick

Haters just hate but yet they don't know squat like a leg lift

Many faces, trading places, diggin' graves, slaves patient,

She prayed on me passing that bar

Beating the boring and banal

Hopin' that my niggas see

Im beating rappers daily

Listen to my heart beating up

We're young and we don't give a fuck

Ain’t nobody fuckin’ with my clique

We modernistic slaves that think we've been freed

What the fuck? gee willikers and no, i'm not drunk

Heart's cursed hurting, beating, pumping current

For the occasion, paper planes

Track 11.) old servants (new slaves)