This is a song about "Global elite"

Sprinting creature that defeats the elite cheater,

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

The elite don't want you dreaming or reading, let alone leading

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

Roley, rolex, relaxsay she just gave me head, leaned over in the front seat

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

While the elite laugh talk and gloat.

Here nigga on the road

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

79. i morph the elite,

Can’t take no more of your shit cause i can do better without you

Rap temple custodian, i'm priest to meet you, you're elite too?

Your waiste so petite then your hips so elite

Misdemeanored that twenty bag of weed