This is a song about "Instagram followers"

I seems i lost my little homie he's a changed man

Reality expressed like a touch of instagram

Demonic followers sitting in a circle of candles in every sessions

My true form is denial and arrogance yet i seem to be wearing acceptance

Some are summaries of vivid pics, something like instagram

I’m only dealin' with you, nothin' to do with your man

Only her and i knownow i'm sitten' in tha state pen

Rotten bodies piled up, goners or followers men

Got followers and i'm not even a leader!

In the jungle, i planned on the keeper

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

These the games that they play, they study your instagram pictures

I probably body you on instagram banging and bluffing

I'm a form a petition, someone gotta be listening

Money got me pulling strings, i got that geppetto dough

Kiss a dick and lick it little slick rick followers, swallow,