This is a song about "Propaganda"

In terms of propaganda this was an astronomical year

You see the way i move, i am in another gear

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

My propaganda thundering, you will wish i never stopped slumbering

Is their main goal even through propaganda mind manipulation

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

Of propaganda so i ready myself to pop this grammar,

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