This is a song about "Building societies"

But i ain't listening

When i step in the building

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

How their societies blow evil debris and remnants,

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

We used to be societies that would innovate technology,

A mother full of scolding in an apartment building,

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

There'd still be niggas out killing

I've made it in the building

I only got one rule, no kissing

Go to the top of the building

The real slim shady's entered the building

You know that love is a very serious thing

Stuck in positions. if victims can't stand the heat

Like staking your building sells a clean sweep