This is a song about "Envenom"

Except for the lower class, now what's their purpose?

The mask is on 'em like a catholic service

Now money is a service, but it's worthless, there's no purpose, shit,

Should know opportunity's a bitch you often see with the rich,

Poison darts flew on cue, from the view into their hearts.

Expensive houses, clothes, and especially weapons shops