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

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

Foolish children (stuck in a box) like clueless chickens

And i’m talkin, passenger action

A dying dream, you even try in

I'm an overachiever, so how about i start a team of leaders

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

Now you scratchin' on my back, i see your pleasure in my pain

Stop the suffering and discomfort and try to take reign,

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

Can't control the box, you are no mills lane

All i have is my suffering and pain

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

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

Stab my self to death and end the suffering tonight

It's a pimp in my ride, no need to pimp the ride