This is a song about "Human"

By judgmental human beings, constantly reaching,

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

Soon as the stooly sings

Of slaughtering human beings

Undercover to free the human race,

But you never come when you period is five days

What a sad sight, lookin’ at my gas light

Human expression is a human right

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

Yea... the human race, magnificent,

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

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son

As i light one for ill will

Silly human i ain't normal

And now i only listen to this hip-hop shit

You'll never hurt me, i'm a human anesthetic/