This is a song about "Cry the beloved country"

In the country , in the villages , in the earth and universe

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

Alone again in a broken home, but only the weak cry

That’s why you never expect to see me say goodbye

To build a brighter future for the country and the future born frees

A favorite of my homies when we floss on our enemies

But the fact of the matter is, were a country in need of saving

Im not really like worried about fucking up or you know what im saying

The shoulder, for you to cry on

And i can see us after school, we'd bomb

Demons weeping, as angels cry in the sunlight

I know you see me looking girl go on and act right

From a third world country to a star in the booth

Girls say everything that i write smooth

Alone again in a broken home, but only the weak cry

Getting high, see the demons in my eyes, before i die