This is a song about "Myths"

You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught

Lunatics the harlem globetrotters and there's no myths and the other guys got

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Now with permission you should swing swift at freak myths

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

We're educating with myths

But i didn't cross the line until the bridge hit it, troll

But fuck these myths, because the illuminati as a whole,

They ain't hard, swear to god, these niggas ain't real at all

"how twisted and curl are myths which call a brawl?!"