This is a song about "Children in mumbai suffering from leptospirosis and dying"

My issue isn't televised and you ain't gotta tell the wise

Well its the pain and suffering that's stabbing me with a knife

And i'll enjoy your suffering,

Don't want to be the king

You're insane? you're putting bullets in my barain and i still aint dying

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

Wars all the way, every day people suffering from food and water dearth,

See embraces, fall short on the numb tips of street entrepeneur fingers

There's children dying and i am crying

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Get ya' cake right, every chicken wanna slice

I dont belive in marriages no children no wife

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

Suffering from multiple doses of psychosis mama said i need a diagnosis