This is a song about "Blick people"

The drug that they brain need

Them people weak them people weak

This is for the starving people

As i light one for ill will

Sit back, relax, close your eyelids people

So all that other shit you on dead, burial

Then why create shephards that're deserting its people

Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil

Cause it doesn't seem really as simple

Now pray, the steeple only help some people

Lady at the frank stand will

Inhabit the minds of people

Cause this album pack enough evil

I'm a savior to these people,