This is a song about "Chaos in belief"

Wonder how shit like the qu'ran and the bible was written

Thinking about your belief in the term religion

In every thought, in every word

Next to it: stash mattress. under it: cash, bastard

To believe an unseen perceived belief to fiendish subsidies

And you are to serve the consequences of your evil schemes

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

Casual with the chaos, i battle with fate's boss

Thats my belief, and imma stick wit it like my semen when i hit it on the bitches

Wants to know why his daddy don't love him no mo'you can't complain you was dealt this

New comers are coming harder than you can even believe and smarter than belief in its own noun

And fuck trying to get with these crooked ass hypocritesthey way they see it, we was meant to be kept down

And wait for the chaos to begin for me to stand up

Fuck a mask, i want that ho to know it's me, ugh