This is a song about "Earth day"

Behind the velvet rope, snapping a lot of pictures

Since the day of my birth, i've burdened this earth/

They need work, the freaks here makes their knees work

It's the last day on planet earth, we're stranded dirt

He ain't touching me like martin sheen's penis

So the day i leave the earth like on some vacant (ish)

Let me wipe my nose with these rappers

Im walking hell, living on earth,

He lying i’m on papers

Rooted, securely on this earth

And god says the meek will inherit the earth.

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

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

Moving to mars, i am, cause i already dominated earth/

It seems like you cant see the destruction on planet earth

Yeah, uh, where's the love for the sixteen writers