This is a song about "Human"

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

Yea... the human race, magnificent,

And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them

For all the idiots: that word means resembling a human.

Cause this album pack enough evil

Silly human i ain't normal

Of slaughtering human beings

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Silly human i ain't normal

I lose my mind for divine oral

Uh, sama lamaa duma lamaa you assuming i'm a human

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

So that make you a queen, surviving anything

By judgmental human beings, constantly reaching,

While i got my hand on the tec, wave

Undercover to free the human race,