This is a song about "People in the world"

The capital punishment, the loud police sirens

There's people in this world set aside to give you guidance

But of course, i'm the white boy that shows no remorse

Of the people in world, and i'd be the source

And the world will stop in time

Beef: i hammer mine

Out of the atmosphere, world in a bubble

Don’t you ever get too comfortable

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

B.o.b, got the world in my hands/

Bout the people tryin to change our world

But still how you niggas i get jacks on the first

Bitch, they call it motor city

Half of the world sees success in me

Cause the world that i'm livin' in

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win