This is a song about "In the background"

In the country , in the villages , in the earth and universe

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

Like the pyramids primitive appearing in

High off life? my nigga not even

It's a -- situation

Knocked out in the lunch in

These whack clowns are background rappers but i'mma crack down

Smoking loud, blowing down when the law ain't around

That the villains are pulling in

And i like my girls with ambition

Shot in the dark, shot in the dark

February cold as my heart

Other than that, i blend in the background, bracing myself for a letdown/

These bitches give me their mind all the time leta way to break it down