This is a song about "Gather"

Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being whupped in class

I gather fanatics and there's nothin that i would rather have/

Trophy's that stack up by my window pane, they're stained. gather dust,

Nickel plated chromegot this baby capone lookin like a giant

Your heart literally is what i do want for lunch

I wipe cake from my eyes, gather up the courage

And i know you lookin at me like you don't speak english

Gather my mind in musical pastures lathered with

We bring the truth so people always gather

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Gather round gather round cause i’m home now

Cause i run up in them and i make their cats meow

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

My life is a gather of strives of knifes and daggers

I open my mouth and all the people gather

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for