This is a song about "Drones"

Goverment spying on me with drones

Funny, right? ha-ha, this shit's jokes

That ain't meant for civilians, but drones in pakistan,

But he ain't beggin' for itand you can't love it you can

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

I stand alone against the forces of clones on the horses of drones

I’m only dealin' with you, nothin' to do with your man

And so the soldiers, gats in hand, send drones to pakistan,

Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call

Thought you could dethrone a king//watch my drones// get sent home// before

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes

Cattle to the slaughter they all wander like drones

Somebody need to tell 'em that they can't do it like i can

With rappers, crack and gats in hand, send drones to pakistan,