This is a song about "Countries"

Children in 3rd world countries dying from a lack of medical tools//

There’s niggas dying everyday but we don’t make the news

Five shots she ready to leave

To blow up other countries,

Munchies, hi hutchies, eat lunchies, make countries,

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

I play the drum but i'm not dumb enough to set countries on fire while higher call me a liar

And certain death for us ghetto bastardswhat can we do when we're arrested, but open fire

Ima let her be by herself in peace

Like countries losing their planes like car keys,

I play the drum but i'm not dumb enough to set countries on fire while higher call me a liar

And ones desiresbe pulling all my cabbage like priorsstuck in the trance searching for something higher

Hell, ever since i was a little nigga havin' fantasies

Head east through asia, and start to depopulate, the inflated countries,

I be calling out game like miles at the farms

And in those third world countries it's used like soviet arms,