This is a song about "Carmen and ahmed"

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

And a fridge and some broccoli

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

I want to tie her body up and throw her in my basement

When i talk about money all you see is the struggle

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

I'm modest, and humble

And inhospitable,

The revolution will proceed

And kill yourself and your clique

Knees dug deep into the pavement

And remember what i said and

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,

And lead tha whole team