This is a song about "Power of a product"

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

Buying a killing product, giving killers my money, for some honey,

But my fuckin laptop about to run out of power,

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

So if he die, and came back, would he try to save rap

Cause we capitalizing on all of the power you lack,

I'm a product of hannibal lecter mixed with heath ledger

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

I am not paying no motherfucking retail for purple label this summer

Power, the underrated continent of africa, another massacre,

Superman the product

They just don't give a fuck

Wetter than a swish and i never miss

Ity is just a product, profit and motive