This is a song about "How good it is to be a communist"

Good morning, welcome to the good life, this is how we chill

I like my glasses filled, as if it has to spill

Street fameall out warfare, eye for a eyebustin on my enemies bad boy killing

So worried about what the future is bringing, is it gonna be good or will it be thinning?

Tryin to get a motherfucker to telland couldn't nobody diss my nigga

Death of my father is soon to be felt / how it is to be dealt ??/ is the

I just want to know, how does it feel to be cold,

You're like the sun and winter, my pot of gold

Knowing how it feels to be in pain, how it feels to bleed

Developing cavities cause revenge is sweet

You mistreated how magic is supposed to be used instead of savings

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Live in a nation ran by camouflaged communist,

They get one season poppin', at least he's being honest