This is a song about "Earth ecology"

I've been on this earth 20 years,

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

Hundred k in twenty-two hours

Rooted, securely on this earth

But still has the perverse to coerce the earth

There was a time when they hated all the southern rappers

Planet earth intense skills fulfills

And i got mad love to give

Your soul wondering the earth

Talking about the god you serve

He lying i’m on papers

Across the face of the earth

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

Hes rasin hell and pullin heaven to earth

That's why my words are like escape to a heaven on earth,

Backwoods don’t do papers, that was just for my haters