This is a song about "Hostility"

The atmosphere, from the hostility made it heavy

You are water wild so i guess your pussy empty

No sympathy, even though hostility is killing me.

With the blaze a your bluntsand you can picture thoughts slowly

If you reply with hostility i will remove it expeditiously

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

I teach hostility with my vociferous opposition