This is a song about "Overpopulation in west africa"

Deep down, i'm an emo fuckin' faggot that's depressed

And i still look less fresh than kanye west

Bearing the knowledge that, our brothers in africa are hunting resource

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

I already said im the best, yeah you guessed, fuck kanye west

Faking the be best saying you from the west

That i can only love you when you undressed

Life has put her to the test

I am the next kanye west

Eastside, take them to the west

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

I start out small by slaving africa, this time theres no saving,

Cuz baby that's how we do it in the west

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest