This is a song about "Idiots"

Quote un-quote backpack still bring them bitches out

And laugh at these idiots walking around

The anonymity of the internet makes idiots brave

I can't wait til she find out that that's really not the case

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

Fucking idiots, you say crap to people with different faith

You fool think you're knack, bitch you rack raps ,you're fag,take you sack, things,

[i] is it impossible to idolize myself from ill-born idiots?

For all of these illiterate idiots.

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

But i ain't had none in a while i need your aspirations

And how the purpose is keeping idiots in these nations,

Idiots tryna get intimate, doesn't matter who they did it with.

Watch them hoesall you niggas out therebeware these lyin ass scandalous bitches

Since i ain't in many penitentiaries the best revenge is fuck friends

There's several idiots, with the federal syndicates threat to no ends/