This is a song about "Dont be society"

Yeah, we get this cabbage

So dont be a fucking bitch(

In you i accured, i dont wanna say adieu, i dont wanna be undo,

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

The best rappers we've ever seen there can be from society,

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Be free in society or a prison mate

You gotta pay homage in order to get paid

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Lost arrowheads of a lost society,

Or 5'2" hoopers in light shoes

Dont be surprised if you lose

Dont try to be like me

So give it baby

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red

Now everything, i dont say be left unsaid,