This is a song about "Negetive effects of industrial revolution"

You hate this damn, an attack drummed, off-#key, to no effects done.

And there's something you ain't seeing like i block your vision

I kill more than the french revolution witch was like off with his head and his and his and his

Ill teach smith and wesson a lesson like freshmen with the lyrical bullets im blessed with

Plus i'm just an entity so nothing you say effects me,

And missin' for the nightman this shit is just that easy

Top of my pile of bodies

I'm everything that they call nice

Don't believe me? then watch me empty out a full clip

Feeling the complex effects of the acid tablet

Of the book of your life

Ma want me to go find a wife

I could start a revolution with my pad and pen/

Wake up, turn on your tv and see my ass again

Tired of feeling wired of dealing

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring