This is a song about "Languages in india"

In every thought, in every word

That bitch was racist, got me fired

I get in where i fit in.

And i’m talkin, passenger action

In a private jet while i'm walking in

Girl listen, trying to position

Well baby bot there ain't no question

I'm flowing, glowing, going enclosed in

While in reality im in a oldsmobile killing posers in the alleys

Cause i chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homiesbefore we find world peace

High off life? my nigga not even

So hard that it imprinted in

Phone in his hand, coffee in his spleen.

Bars crazy of course i'm living the dream

And let it be taken in

It ain't where i been