This is a song about "House slaves"

We packed together like slaves, simple as nursery rhymes,

Why i'm living keep a pistol just to keep you alive

Eating burgers like nematodes ate spongebob's house.

To read for seven pounds, you must release several pounds

It's odd that they say that the crack kill blacks

Chained as my slaves, my die hard fans

I'm on a thousand islands like mcdonald's cows

Since there were drugs all around the house

Time and time again we're slaves to our crutch

We skip right to fucking, they call you to do lunch

We modernistic slaves that think we've been freed

Daddy was a kingpin, a couple milli buried

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

All these society slaves, but through my vibrating waves