This is a song about "Human"

Uh, summa-lumma, dooma-lumma, you assuming i'm a human

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

They pull a heater

Im a human meat eater

While i got my hand on the tec, wave

Undercover to free the human race,

I aint gonna take ya #shit, #human #centipede.

But hey yo look, money from across the street

The root of all evil

Silly human i ain't normal

Of slaughtering human beings

All green nigga pick six

Yea... the human race, magnificent,

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

This is known as a classic, yeah that chapped lips crack shit

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