This is a song about "Joan of arc"

And now it's clear as this promise

Of which im not exactly proud of,

Pocket racked up all big faces

Of potential cases

A little more of me through generation of a debate of hatred

See this what happens when you rap like you ain't no ones favorite

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Tired of the pain tired of the struggle

Gotta go, let her leave

Top of my pile of bodies

Gonna wash away just like noah's arc

While she blame mesecrets in tha dark

Breaking so many laws, waking up in the dark

Raise your hand or be put in the lesson arc