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

And word i blew off herb i grew

What happened to the stuff we used to do?

The same people i like to stalk, and bury alive

They were niggas quite similar to pitching the lines

Like what priests speak under steeples preaching to the people

I smoke sweets in the suite, like shit is legal

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

Located in dublin, many people are chucking stuff at rock hudson and have stopped loving"

You in to that animal stuff

And i need you to show me love

Trying to be powerful like the romans and gods of greeks

You know the common statistic inspired by hoop dreams

People laugh at the intelligence, seem to be mean

50 dollars on some shoes you ain't ever seen

Proceedin' to be lethal to the right kinds of people

The root of all evil, is sorta like the roots new sequel