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

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

So i went down south but i ended up north

Can barely walk the city streets

Tricks keep the stuff and hate creeps

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

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

Like what priests speak under steeples preaching to the people

I coulda swore i was driving pretty peaceful

Silent momentman, i been missing you

And all the stuff that you went through

Or if it doesn't get props, comments and stuff like that

I'm tyler, mr. green hat, pro-abortion anti-clean rap

Let's get it on like desert storm, the pentagon for steppin' on,

I'll be cursing out like the people on internet talking about islam

Like all the stuff that i hate was about to inflate

Rat poison your relish right in the center, babe