This is a song about "Being disconnected from the world"

So much anger in the world wonder where it comes from

Or a measure of a fortune more awesome

All corners of the globe got the world hanging from my

My city, growl with me, hootie hoo'ing through the night sky

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

And spit all over the world from on top it

Where i free the people from being a colony

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

Let's head home, being left alone got old, just want the days from way back

We left em a world that's cursed

Feelin top of the world

Long as she come to me first

The true side from a diffrent world

Means i'm further away from being hecka paid

Uh riding 'round, i got some towson bait