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

I'ma impact the world like nine eleven/

The 7-pick up, yukon, the range is come

He had is tolls on the bench, a paper and pen.

I swear i'll never call you bitch again

And the impact of these actions, a moral atlas assassin

It's the way we've adapted, though fuck it i made it happen

On top of the game and had the whole shit flattened

Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust

I make my own decisions, i'm the creator

Regardless to all them, i appease her

And its like the world is on repeat

Yeah i know we never got to meet

I'm just ridin i done put a thousand miles on my body

Its getting crowded and i had a bad week, and kids are stepping on me,

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

I feel like i'm falling, yeah falling into a black hole, that's darker than black coal