This is a song about "Damp"

Controlling crowds in the masses like i got a magic wand in my hand

Weaker than the pulse in a hoe tied up left lying in the dark n damp

I just finished digging your tomb in the motherfucken sand

You dried instead of gettin damp,

Reestablishing your lands clansmen / will be like salvaging damp napkins

Politicians design 'em, get profiled by police with badges,