This is a song about "How bad huddle is at editing"

I'm on the block as usual

Light this paper and huddle,

They ain't authentic, tell them i don’t even relate

But you dont realise how much is at stake

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Your production quality is way bad, sloppy

Illest bitch alive, realest bitch around

And kids no matter how bad you get knocked down

And put together a million march for some gangsta shit

And it's nasty how bad you're about to get blasted

But how about y’all look at whoever is leading the people,

I say, how can they compare to you, everything material