This is a song about "Equal"

Erection don't equal affection

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

I say, how can they compare to you, everything material

Poor people get twenty years, so much for created equal,

Evil but see no equal that'll match this

The emergency room, gettin stitches

It equal your body but not looking peaceful

No one that's breathin' is seen as an equal

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

When the truth is, i be just tryin’ to make it equal

Tethered together two people there still not classed as my equal,

The root of all evil, is sorta like the roots new sequel

Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil

A country preachin' ideals of all breeds of people bein' equal