This is a song about "Humans are sr"

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money

Humans literally livin in agony

Hoes gossip while the real niggas on the grind

Others are cocksuckers, and the rest are blind/

Holla out my set

Skies are black, clouds are red

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

You are excess,you are nobody to me,you are stranger

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

Kings are clashing and storm storms are slashing

So take the stage just show me what you got

My bitches are wet my bitches are hot

Made humans hope for the day they'll be carried on a hearse

I feel like quasimoto with all this shit on my shoulders