This is a song about "It is a beautiful world"

But this is a sickness on the world, i call it a fever/

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Battle field got all bloody, but it was all beautiful like a rose in red

So don't be acting shyi run my fingers through your hairthen i lay you on the bed

It seems like the world is testing me

I got bigger problems baby

Load em up quick, it's time for us to spray

The world is nothing but a guilty stairway

Watch me blow like i exhale i excel in this rap shit

Cuz this world is full of fake rappers i can't stand it

Smoke that weed then we do the damn thang every evening evening

A deaf man sees the world for what it really is he makes the most of breathing

This world is what you make it

And if i'm down with this banging shit

Same bitches used to play me though

My rap is a world-wide echo