This is a song about "Gambia"

I use it and abuse it, yo this music, it's a movement,

Now my homie's in the hospital with a breathing unit,

A little more of me through generation of a debate of hatred

She's a freak so we fucked til she inflated, when she did her existence faded.

Wealthiness was never an option but capital speaks for itself

Got smite, 'here lies, on the fourth of july', they recite as you cried tears,