This is a song about "Cripple people"

The myth of a system alienating its people

I smoke sweets in the suite, like shit is legal

People steal, people die,

I wonder why, i sit and cry

This is the root of all evil

Questions enter the minds of people

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

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Now most of us be rootin' for this evil

Dont we have enough death , people

Plus we're fed lies by the news people

So all that other shit you on dead, burial