This is a song about "Quality assurance"

You are water wild so i guess your pussy empty

Reduction in quality by economy swallows me

Quality portrayed volubly seemingly endless sporadic/

Put my squad on my back like i'm wearing me a starter jacket

Reconcile with the quality words we speak!

The people ain't got shoes for they feet, or food to eat

But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start

Subjected through quantity and quality why i preform this art

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky

And the economy reduced my quality

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

Drizzle it wit flavourings of the highest quality

Quantity and quality cause i wont stop this shit doing it constantly

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree