This is a song about "Human"

Rich off of grammer like i'm managing frasier, cheers

Always harassed by there fellow human peers

Yeah i talk world peace and human

Uhh, got a hundred on the dash, young

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

Yea... the human race, magnificent,

Uh, yeah, hot damn, here we go again

I'd rather eat human flesh and a brain,

Every human bodies frying, from my illuminati science

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

Made me loose faith on human race.

I’m turned up, i can’t feel my face

Got racks, ain’t talking tits

Of slaughtering human beings

By judgmental human beings, constantly reaching,

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing