This is a song about "Dignity of persons"

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

I'll put dond in a line with his subordinate persons

Of the book of your life

Inferior, but i'm nice

Africa and europe, it's a small world we truly neighbors

Illusion of days of elysium fields full of gladiators

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

They don't wanna see their boy john in the center of a missing persons column

Of potential cases

Got that deep love

Of which im not exactly proud of,

The look of no hope on my niggas' faces

Out of this coviction of feelings

You worthless kid. nigga don't deserve to live

Looking around in my closet to some dead persons

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since