This is a song about "How israel was created without cursing"

Y’all only in it for the cars

Blaming herself for how it was

About how much i can't be without you,

Miss couldn't get them jimmy choos cause tuition is due

How much blood was spilled, some thousand liters

So you finally got the nerve

Try to start a rap off without crap about how good you flow.

Heartbroken obviously, there's not tomorrow

Sinister persona similar to how hitlers was

Rather than buy our songs, they busy cheering the stars

Because this is how it was,

The you should look up in the stars

And getting money is the song i sing

You was tired of the cursing

Without a doubt, i was only sixteen

Eyes real low, just blame it on the green