This is a song about "Leaders"

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Our leaders all get wrapped up in wire-tapping tax scandals,

No magic, these leaders, it's tragic no need to breathe, the heater

Whether watching for the feds or avoiding the grim reaper

For leaders and followers to uparm their vision

Callin' these bitches cuz bitches ain't even women

Some afghan leaders were slated evil as they slayed their people in gaping pits

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

We are being wiped off the face of this earth

Yall worse than contridicting leaders and preachers

And raise my fist towards the leaders of the dominant populace

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

I need my respect, you can keep all the features

Tryna say we follow men fuck yall cus we all leaders,