This is a song about "Ony human"

Uh, summa lumma dooma lumma you assuming i'm a human

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son

I'm babe ruth in this game, beige coupe in the lane

I'd rather eat human flesh and a brain,

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

By judgmental human beings, constantly reaching,

Lets talk about history..in the 70's morrison once said, that killers lack huge parts

I'mma deranged animal cannabal eating human arms

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Of slaughtering human beings

Always harassed by there fellow human peers

My city's culture to the game now in existence

Eat human flesh rare as steak

Those are not my dreams, i'll be straight

Made me loose faith on human race.

Never can i straight face