This is a song about "Monocota and dicota"

If a nigga didn't fake like them

And get it again and again

And inhospitable,

I'm modest, and humble

And i'm dizzy and spinning

Let my angel sing

Living young and wild and free

Than the muse of a family

Now it's time to eat

And stop playing hide and seek,

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Where you welcome to problems

And once i'm dead and gone

We at the top where we belong