This is a song about "Economic systems"

Overall abolition , overhauling all these systems

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

Wale folarin somethin they can't ever smoke

Cause the systems labeled me worthless and a fucking joke,

Stay/ they released a monster in pain / and the systems to blame.

We rose up to bigger fame, glows from the tennis chain

They say this media changed, these verses gettin strange

I'm talking about the rigged systems, we're lashing in rage,

Ay yo your girl around me? that's like sand to a beach

To gain profit from their systems with forceful breach

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice

#clinical insanity my brain flooded in genetical systems, belonging in therapies

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

My spitting systems are run by hidden pistons