This is a song about "Chetco inn"

My family's from the south, stayed at papa's house

Cause i'm now, livin' this life with foolproof doubts

I dont care if this is private or public

I move aim, hit 'em and final flip

They know the truth but feed lies to the public

Don't believe me? then watch me empty out a full clip

Sentenced the public to being a peasant,

Secret society all we ask is trust

Wit my kin that i came in wit

To shine in the public

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

So i can fucking roll up to some four star eatery

An alien to the public but stop fussing

I said patience persistence got the world listening