This is a song about "Federal reserve"

Notice everyone's faces as they here this nerd's skills emerge

It calls for separation of the federal state and church,

Reserve on the low low, haters disappeared and i ask where they go though.

Where to begin when love ends on a bad noteor being honest make the trust grow

Since i ain't in many penitentiaries the best revenge is fuck friends

There's several idiots, with the federal syndicates threat to no ends/

Millions are driven to federal prisons, what goes on in the heads of the victims?

Tryin to torture em to tell, i'm gettin mailbut ain't nobody sayin much, the same old nuts

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

Enslavement until payment handed over by federal agents

His gift is a curse, forget the earth, he's got the urge

It calls for separation of the federal state and church,

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

Reporting a federal crime an act of terror

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

We will reserve and act like waitresses, we'll take orders,