This is a song about "Giving the people what they want"

It was just another party

Here's what they want from me

Seeing trippy colours people giving us weird looks

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

They want the truth/ but false is what they prove/

I make my old bitch buy me all the latest shoes

Angels fight with devils and here's what they want from me

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

They want to know what it's like,

I’ll be back on the same night

My d & p frizest, they haven't seen the streets yet

Cause no matter what anyone says, they wouldn't want you dead/

I see people wondering what the hells happening

That skate hard, thrash black hoodies, try something

I often wonder what other people see when they look at me

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money