This is a song about "Protect homeland security law enforcement police fire department fema military money jobs education library shelter food transportation medicare court system laws"

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

Instant, spontaneous combustion of your security

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

Im actually, pissed off at these laws if money shines bright we'd be the moth

Cause youse a down ass bitch, and i ain't mad at cha

See you could sue, but oooh the law won't protect ya

'cuz some "homeland security" equals tons of profit makin'

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

Making money in manillas, but buying food stamps with a vista

Pass the henn and that ice, i'm on a track with 'pac nigga

You sell yourself for better jobs

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

I was starving, didn't have money to buy food

When i'm fuckin' and we on cloud nine for that minute

Girls will love you for your cross they ain't jesus lovers

Hassled by many law enforcement inquisitors