This is a song about "Pink people in horrible hats made of butter"

My life was the slightest haze in spite of the life they made

I put it to your mug, and it ain’t gonna wait

Of the people in world, and i'd be the source

So i went down south but i ended up north

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

Most people made of blood and organs but i'm made of drugs

In a room full of people so much is being said,

Guess it's something like your girl, nigga it ain't came yet

You gotta pay attention in order to pay dues

People bring me in the papers the most blatant of news,

I'm in a condition of intuitions were life's made up of illusions,

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

But still how you niggas i get jacks on the first

Different kind of people in this world/

Liven in a house made out of mud dirt and rain

Look around: we the largest in the game