This is a song about "Powers of congress"

Ain't too fond of relationships though my hobby is relation

Congress fuck off please, don't you know compromise is one to help this nation?

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

How we're out of your reach, you soured this sweet, you're the powers that be

Top of my pile of bodies

I'm everything that they call nice

Of the book of your life

Hop in and let me test drive

Must be life. no greater feeling in the world

Of being of always getting wired

He must be able to soar, must have some powers

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

And do this shit toxic like i got super powers

Instead of living this life of violent crime

You could love it or hate it but he was prime time