This is a song about "Customs"

They love misleading them having there beliefs fucked

Call me worthless, i'll call you observant

Observant behavior that shocked with education,

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Curse this verse its taking a toll for you soul, complete control

Saeed alisha i miss you, god bless my brother’s soul

My success'll be the death of youlo and behold you sold your soul

Then i woke up in a city, where the population match the death toll

Curse this verse its taking a toll for you soul, complete control

Except it ain't via the nose it's from deep in my soul

But they got a nigga bonded up like the 19th century

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

Aiyyo i argue with my mother, spring, summer, fall, winter time

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.