This is a song about "Kunst en cultuur"

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

I wreck-en that im injected, infected do you feel threatened

- or i'mma fuckin' put this gun in your fuckin' head

Children en-captured in the fact there's one thing he can't get

Just know fame has a price, lose everything

My raps so high the touch en the ceiling

Look at all these in-flu-en-ces like in-flu-en-za i'm sick

I don't care about your drive unless you talkin' ridin' dick

I'm not really what i #seem in #vision #who's #the #en-ti-ty

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

Some day i hope in-flu-en-ces are also fans...

We getting money, you can face the facts

En#forcing #borders #swarming #corners like #engaging in #coke

Fed up with all the frauds and left y'all without a job