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

Trying to be powerful like the romans and gods of greeks

Yeah you laughing my nigga but everything ain't what it seems

White america said i'd be doing 25 to life

The same people i like to stalk, and bury alive

We the motherfucking best, word to my mama

See people to be leaving the cold medina

Got the fridgedest temperature on my wrist again

Where people claim to be the greatest rapper since big or kane

You in to that animal stuff

Ships that sail to distant places

When i'm fuckin' and we on cloud nine for that minute

You know i'm the beast and you'd like to be it

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

Proceedin' to be lethal to the right kinds of people

Let em marinate, you forever late

Like all the stuff that i hate was about to inflate