This is a song about "Evil b"

Money is the root of evil.

We don't believe you, you need more people

All i can see is evil,

Lady at the frank stand will

Never wrong at any level

The church is so fucking evil

I don't need no props b/

Summertime in the city

See 'n agree me on b. b. c or m. t. v.

Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

"could of cost your life b"