This is a song about "Global elite"

If its not couture, i will not go to her

Sprinting creature that defeats the elite cheater,

Half the global wealth is split on one percent

I practiced till that shit made perfect

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

Got my niggas denying global warming

I never change, i'm like a corpse in a coffin, six feet shit's deep

Poor people starving dying in the streets, the ones in charge are the elite,

Of corrupt government leaders and elite aristocracy,

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Part of the crew elite

Indubitably i'm too street

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

Passion for global control and economic and social domination