This is a song about "Being wronged"

I'm mental, it's instrumental

Plans consist of being successful

We left em a world that's cursed

My future now being burned

But thats the life of a human being

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

Fuck a quarter, i wish you well being

I think it's only right, hoarse and everything

Just the fact of being there

Like they not gon' stare

Noose around the neck and all, robo-cop has wronged you all,

I'm the prototype with a godly protocol

This my zombie circus, i hope the majors heard this

Doing work and being progressive, impressive