This is a song about "Roasting people"

Once so legal now its fuck people

As i light one for ill will

Inhabit the minds of people

Cause this album pack enough evil

People steal, people die,

Blowin' fluke horns, i'm not high

Like people meeting people online,

Chasing money in the city of crime

This is the root of all evil

So many selfish people

Then why create shephards that're deserting its people

Get a whole lot of you-know and she bald like an eagle

So all that other shit you on dead, burial

Now that i'm rappin, i'm fucking different people

Inhabit the minds of people

The root of all evil