This is a song about "Foney people"

Get off a key like i can’t sing

People critically commenting,

As i light one for ill will

This is for the starving people

And everything is purple

I see all these people

Them people weak them people weak

Your mouth, i don't need, your legs, you can keep

Rather die making money than live poor and legal

Then why create shephards that're deserting its people

I'm a savior to these people,

Cause this album pack enough evil

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

The myth of a system alienating its people