This is a song about "Decisions and the impact its had on the community"

If you need my assistance there'll be no resistance

Tired of the same old vision, unmotivated decisions,

The sword, i reek of poor decisions

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Had it with you avid trolls / if you pop up like were gamin' im playin' whack a mole

It'll be a classic bro, u'll die in the clash but no impact will be had on ur plastic soul

I'ma impact the world like nine eleven/

My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun

And all the shows that you watch and all decisions you make

On the day a hater treat a nigga like he fake

The food made by your hands had a blessing of its own

I date a white girl soundin' black on the phone

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

And the impact of these actions, a moral atlas assassin

She feels a baby is the way to save her relationship that ain't nothing

You styles perish in the fabric of the community rhyme is not something