This is a song about "Roasting people"

Cause this album pack enough evil

Inhabit the minds of people

Stop the boasting our i start roasting and toasting

It's temporary lust you need an in showing

Theres 7 billion people,

Lady at the frank stand will

And everything is purple

Cause i'm leaving people

No one that's breathin' is seen as an equal

From the people who control to people

As i light one for ill will

I see all these people

Dont we have enough death , people

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Then why create shephards that're deserting its people

I say, how can they compare to you, everything material