This is a song about "Myths"

We're educating with myths

Lil prps like 3 digits

Hahaha, yothese felonies be like prophecies beggin me to stop

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

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

Now with permission you should swing swift at freak myths

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

Cause with your hand in my hand and a pocket full of soul

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

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