This is a song about "Regions of the world"

Always ask to video chat first, and always suspect the worst,

They're gonna grow up and be just like the rest of the sheep in the world

I feel on top of the world

Long as she come to me first

Weight of the world, i lift without preparation

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Make you disappear off the face of this world.

Then i redecorated, that mean my tables turned

I never gave a fuck and that's what they love

A world comsumed by the book of faces

87, brick fare, yeah, i’m talking thirty racks

Yep that's the world on the other side of the tracks

Of rapppin and showing her own feelings to the world

But it's my life or your life, and i'mma bomb first

But i murder him first

That you're the king of this world