This is a song about "Human"

Jumped off the porch when i was like six

Of slaughtering human beings

Undercover to free the human race,

Prps cover my eight’s, uhh, lemme switch my pace

That ice be onto my neck and wrist

That no human can resist

I’m so 100 with every nigga i run with

Illumined enough above human injustice.

Human meats good to eat

Sometimes i think, what i need

This shit get critical, always gotta get different one

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

By judgmental human beings, constantly reaching,

It sorta becomes a cycle like hoes bleeding

Silly human i ain't normal

Lady at the frank stand will