This is a song about "People who pee and don t wash their hands"

Talking of the gods you serve

Upon people and their banners

The sickest people couldn''t have even imagined

8 in the morning when that street clock bust

Who cant talk for themselves or stand up and hold their tongues

Four out of five try to fake and get serious

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

Hey zach i know like me. i don,t not like you. you need alone now

All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,

My high school girlfriend dykin', my side bitch ain't take her pill

Lets celebrate, levitate, with the loud

People speaks their minds and let the words flow out