This is a song about "Pepperidge farm remembers"

Left me at the farm with strangers

We are being wiped off the face of this earth

No one remembers as well as the

To liberate yourselves, africa

Raising mutants on a farm.

Touched it to your cherry lip balm

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

I think everyone remembers the treatment by the upper-class,

Just went back to collegeshe is my dancer, when she dance i throw her dollars

A living situation of animal farm with a learning curve

My buzz is like cocaine

Make sure it remembers my name

But everybody is a g with the weed in them

I cook beef on this state-farm, how are you doing? i'm mayhem!

That it remembers the look on your face

Wordplay for days, smoking haze for days