This is a song about "Better view"

Is written in our souls, africa

Money in my view that i can't see ya

Poison darts flew on cue, from the view into their hearts.

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

And all women who had light features, see

Wouldnt mankind's view be sickening already?

Yoo , we spend a view

Is because of you

And you faker than willy wonkareal shit, i told you

To see that this is my serial killers point of view.

Even though she make it hard for me to see you

Came to the uk with one suitcase, they were loving the view

'cuz they don’t smile or smell like you

Writing rhymes cuz we put that view

Such a different view

Don’t mean to disrespect you