This is a song about "Controlled"

The populations controlled and all the food that you ate

You're in the kitchen trying to fix us a hot plate

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

C.r.e.a.m of the planet, i grew up in streets controlled by greedy bandits

How do you worship god when you're just controlled by the devil

Like the olympics these youngins just won another metal

Now jordan iii my shoe, double m g my crew

Controlled by the radio these soundwaves surround you

Pictures of you on my wall no glue, no tape but just cum plastered

Im laughing cause more than likely he's being controlled, his soul is captured

And be the last nigga left, then i'll be ghost

Ever thought that your life was being controlled

After every show, a dream she hold

Just to figure out we're puppets and controlled