This is a song about "People wanking to cows"

Cause this album pack enough evil

I'm a savior to these people,

A 45 trey deuce spade sprayed, you stayed

Why do people have to hate

He believes in praising cows but he eats beef,

Like being garbage some type of disease

And no longing for dates

When people go to wakes

I been an ape, diamonds in the dinner plate

Gentrification forcing my people to relocate

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

Killing people to get to yourself to heaven?

Now most of us be rootin' for this evil

From the people who control to people

People always want to judge you,

Mama ain't raise no fool, true