This is a song about "Group of people"

The myth of a system alienating its people

Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil

Chillin' in pajamis, waitin' on the first

Different kind of people in this world/

But radio ain't trying to follow suit

Taking out such a pivotal group

Pockets probably like fried food

Kcb, up and coming rap group

Changing thoughts of people cynical

I function with you and you flaunt your pistol

These shows be packing tight

I'm one of those people that hide