This is a song about "Ratchet people"

Questions enter the minds of people

Cause this album pack enough evil

Cause it doesn't seem really as simple

Dont we have enough death , people

Inhale my color purple

Inhabit the minds of people

I'm love stoned from everywhere and she knows

You can't throw a punch like ratchet hoes

Them people weak them people weak

Redan road, that’s my street

Theres 7 billion people,

And everything is purple

Doing the moonwalk, hoping i blow up in time

Like people meeting people online,