This is a song about "I m always buying"

Kill you, shoot the funeral up and harlem shake at your wake

Cos i m working in this shit...which my daddy made...

The day before is better than the present

Cos my momma told me dat i m the best!

New racist, too vacant, mutations, natural selection

I`m a mania tic weapon, running away from this oppression

They is terrycloth with it, i'm italian leather

Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser

That's where i hound your wife, she see the 4 pounds of ice

Denying my skill but i will not be buying your lies

I"m a savage as i ravage, with unstoppable damage.

Be beside, lord, just give the right to desire or admire such

Our history that they stole, africa

I"m ah gut you and the bitch that's with ya