This is a song about "Propaganda"

Of propaganda so i ready myself to pop this grammar,

I guess i got to be a fucking hand-me-down rapper

In terms of propaganda this was an astronomical year

New dough for the new year and i sumo on a rap peer

My propaganda thundering, you will wish i never stopped slumbering

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

Is their main goal even through propaganda mind manipulation