This is a song about "Clive of india"

Feeling, of appealing

Fuck it, im leaving

Of which im not exactly proud of,

Black jesus!searchin for black jesus

Reaping the humans of leaps of good will

Scoop pills, 5 g's on a phone bill

Ima let her be by herself in peace

Top of my pile of bodies

Of the book of your life

And when i start to rise

Cause america the terror of,

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love

And you're approaching me right

Out of mind out of sight

And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit

A little more of me through generation of a debate of hatred