This is a song about "Pierce the veil"

My raps pierce into you so i call 'em drills.

By the water, au revoir to my audience

Cold world no blanket son

Eyes poked out the the raven

The savage with the statics

Had i not been exposed to these things

About some tyga beef shit

The dopest on the planet

Did the best i could, raised in insanity

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

We left em a world that's cursed

I'm in the the real world

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

So superb but how am i eating your bars if this rap is getting you served

The more battles the better the flows

Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes