This is a song about "Hero"

We are the hope of the culture, they supposed to listen

Do you find yourself a hero, a villain, or just a chicken

Our hero lies innocent, underneath the shady trees/

Crazed raised off hennesey, tell me will my enemies

You were my fuckin' hero

Graduated from rosé, addicted to blow

That's why i'm in the club like fuck it, though

I'm the worst example of a hero

Hero in the streets, carnage in the sheets

My weed and my broad exotic with no seeds

Lust is water, the broken hero comes to athens/

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

People love hodgy i hate you though

Fellow don't mess with the hero of sorrow

Young hero dies at war? nah they'd probably be ignoring me/

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see