This is a song about "Lamp that kills people"

There's people that love you, people askin' "whats the matter?"/

I get it crackin' like the lips of a nigger, actor

Four out of five try to fake and get serious

My illness fuckin kills shit i'm spittin diseases

We both had dreams of being great

Just hoping that people can relate

That people can't find real words

That try to chase these skirts

I coulda swore i was driving pretty peaceful

Now that i'm rappin, i'm fucking different people

Needs some kills? then hire us

See i'm breathing for a purpose

Stuntin' in my rarest pair

That people dont even care

People forgettin about hard work and that grind

I'm abusing the sunshine so i'm technically blind