This is a song about "Georgia economy after the civil war"

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

The economy were i am has less chance of profession and your better

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

My flow makes the economy, rise higher than our nations bureaucracy,

Jesus, it's been ten month's since he died in the war

My visions that i record, the instruments i adore

Have you ever heard of the motherfucking civil rights,

Tell the truth, i ain’t gon’ lie, i got so many rides

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

Intervals polluting the economy/

A perpendicular, angle of the clout war

Fuck fame, i love my fans just a little more

What will we do first? start another war rape the economy like a whore?

Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store

Start a war, genocide, but we're the parasite

Niggas talk murder, but they ain't gon ride