This is a song about "Peeps"

Now i can draw your face up pretty

So many peeps wanna battle me

They got me goin mad, i'm knockin busters on they backs

Talkin' about hangin' peeps, and killin' blacks.

Shit ain't always wat it seemsi put that on everything no sleep having light dreams

Im not, from the streets, or the concrete, i grew up white on the rez, no allies no fleet, no peeps

Lookin' out, retarded kids screamin' out fuck slob, jesus

Now i must appease to offers that my peeps has brought us

Ok now everythings wonderful

Peeps, i'm airing a vacuum commercial

Of finding myself as an individual

Cuz these day peeps don't care if you humble