This is a song about "Earth"

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

But still has the perverse to coerce the earth

Where my soldiers at, no longer drug dealers

Sat on the curb, since birth, my mental issue is earth,

Shaved of the face of the earth

Ha, the envy of dime dealers

Im walking hell, living on earth,

That's why she ignore my flowers

Buried in the earth alone,

Gotta handle your own

Hit the earth like an asteroid

Ridin' in that black joint

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

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

It seems like you cant see the destruction on planet earth

My kicks like my chick, i don’t need to know the numbers