This is a song about "Culture"

They are tied by the walls of this sadistic culture

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

I'm taking over this culture, i'll run the game like a music conductor.

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Though with the struggles and the troubles, the culture crumbled

You be chickens like smokey tripping off angel dust

They're spending time on the vines n' the other hypes in culture

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

My heart livin, got silver lining to soft women

We are the hope of the culture, they supposed to listen

Lyrically or physically, step to me, you rest in peace

Is southern culture, still we got our fucking jobs overseas,

I'll be game relatedgot me strivin' for a million

It's in hip-hop culture that we disrespect our women,

She dont have a problem with, with

Bass music was my culture, still is