This is a song about "Roast people"

In time we learned to live a life of crime

Like people meeting people online,

And everything is purple

I see all these people

Ask too many questions about the stars and earth shit

Thinking its a sausage, he's ready to roast it/

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

Roast to dusk, i don't give two fucks like cloned celibate sluts

This is for the starving people

This is the root of all evil

No more will we cry

People steal, people die,

Don't you leave a seed in there

Roast beef medium rare

I'm a savior to these people,

As i light one for ill will