This is a song about "Cripple people"

So all that other shit you on dead, burial

Once so legal now its fuck people

People critically commenting,

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

And burn you so bad bloods ask "you ok cripple"

Them niggas talking, they like man he official

Cause this album pack enough evil

Inhabit the minds of people

From the people who control to people

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Sometimes i think, what i need

Them people weak them people weak

Porn star head, she gon’ suck it like a sequel

Now that i'm rappin, i'm fucking different people