This is a song about "Peoples"

Don't try to compare this to anything you ever heard

And have them peoples leakin' like they cd isn't mastered

Pour my beers for my peoples under the stairs

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

Life's slipping like lotions nothing to oppose it, peoples motions

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Limited edition weed, brings out all the peoples greed

But little old me with the few facts that i speak

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

Bro you are a lame ass faggot, stop posting peoples names

And older women put a nigga on their bucket list

I gotta do it for my peoples with a child that's famished

My peoples sale rock, & cell blocks, got us shell shock

Shit don't stopcuz i can make that ass drop

He made me see the truths about peoples lies and their sins

That we’ve been confined to, so the corporate won’t make decisions