This is a song about "People"

Now pray, the steeple only help some people

No one that's breathin' is seen as an equal

This is for the starving people

Lady at the frank stand will

Real nigga shit, don't tell no lie

People steal, people die,

Inhabit the minds of people

Cause this album pack enough evil

This is the root of all evil

Questions enter the minds of people

Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil

Then why create shephards that're deserting its people

I see all these people

Inhale my color purple