This is a song about "Kill corporations"

But these corporations obviously hate and lock the nation,

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

And nothing else to get money for all their corporations off it,

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

They say love is the slowest form of suicide

Bitch don't kill my vibe, bitch don't kill my vibe

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Spreading hate across the nation, head of all the corporations,

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

The corporations would never be in this place

Tryna see if real lyric spittin can buy me a porsche

The corporations are cold, but then it's awesome indoors,

Celebrate the very day that i get past

Corporations try to brainwash half the land,

Skill to skill, i kill to kill

For real, a nigga ill