This is a song about "Rebellion against the government"

Or wondering about the next problem that the government will create

And my wrist froze, but i’m cool sha’, like a bald head, i’m too paid

Any ties, the government metaphorical knife will slash,

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

Under pressure i don't sweat like my pores shut

Because the government just does'nt give a fuck

Drone strike on this site call me the government

You be chickens like smokey tripping off angel dust

Without them, the government would definitely be inadequate.

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

The constitution said that we should overthrow the government,

And the government helps the rich, turns back on the lower class,

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

Cause we fight against the sunlight

And you, you know what i like