This is a song about "Braindead civilisation"

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Fuck the rest, we keep it nice and trill, southern takeover

It's your own fault suckas so don't get that shit confused

Of dust n feud ur #smoked n #played like #cigs n #blues bitch ya doomed

You can bring your crew motherfucker

He should be some southern trucker

On society, a travesty that must be eliminated

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

Everybody watching while you touching real money

We're not just some fake wannabe, made by society/

Born into a society run by superior races.

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

Broke nerd society gives big frowns

Hundred racks of hundreds in the stash house

They'l diss your dissonance n' rip your ligaments 'n' dick quick

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi in this bougie ass chick