This is a song about "Earth"

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

Am so fly rite now. you are under the earth.

Rooted, securely on this earth

This ones for the lovers

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

Used to ride little buses, i ain’t fuck with my teachers

It was just the four of us uptown corners

And god says the meek will inherit the earth.

And there ain't been no buster, prepared for you suckers

Are my ticket to being the richest man on earth

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

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

You better believe that he's back, destroy the fucking earth,

I say bitch a lot, though i'm proud of my sisters

Seen the how-to video now he on point

Hit the earth like an asteroid