This is a song about "Julius caesar wants to tax us and make us walk to bethleham"

Too focused, one word, righteous

You don't want to mess with us

To tell us that we too can make it/

And get a hall pass for this class-act shit

It’s us, not you, get used to it girl

And stop saying they make us hurl

Red berry everywhere, got puff getting jealous

I opened up, to the darkness surrounding us/

Sometimes i feel so worthless

Its happening to us

With choppas they chop us try to stop us

And first off, i ain't trying to be conscious