This is a song about "Fault in our strars"

Dirty crack pipes lit, bullshit to stop, halt

Just know one thing... aint our fault

Fluoride in our toothpaste in the water

Ain't no fairyou can stay longer

Poison in our veins

I know what it takes

And i'll be rich if i get another diss

It's our fault that they're like this

Cover our habitation in bullshit, no ventilation

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

As our remains remain in constant dispense

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

I'll show you there's a few good left that exist

It was my fault in the end,so don't take any guilt

Blow trees like a hurricane

That kept our motherland in chains