This is a song about "People like to be the heroes and stuff"

They ain't authentic, tell them i don’t even relate

Like all the stuff that i hate was about to inflate

You in to that animal stuff

And i can't help but notice

See people to be leaving the cold medina

Time to climb her, climb behind vagina

Meaning wherever god has places you to be, to plant the seeds in people

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

Cause they don't give a fuck about usbut when i start to rise

The same people i like to stalk, and bury alive

Like what priests speak under steeples preaching to the people

Trickin’ shit for kids and you know i dont need no cereal

I was taught to let the bad stuff go and suck it up

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

To a different state were me and the people like this dont relate

Must be part of some big plan to keep a brotha in tha state