This is a song about "Product of society"

Dump his dead body outta my pick up truck

Can't afford a room or a roof or a product

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

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

In the kitchen digital scales producing the product

With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck

Brandun deshay, hodgy beats, ace the creator

The sanded product is much greater

Can't win with this distopian society

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

Big shit popping, i'm the man

See society how i can

If released society will be insane

Tryna get a nigga with a all-star name