This is a song about "Robots on welfare from saturn"

End up workin' at mcdonalds, on welfare and give 'em hell,

Tap my partner roscoe like bruh, i'm drunk as hell can't you tell

Blowin' fuck it i don't care, dreads is flyin' everywhere

And blacks are lazy thugs on crazy drugs and welfare,

No need to trip, you can tell em that i’m cool as hell

But what would you do if you had food stamps and welfare?

For them to see just who they would knowbut for me i held concern

There goes the light of your lantern, your life taken by saturn

My rapping moves on ,from the depression

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

From last night on the tour bus

And when it seems that i'm hopeless

The louisiana cajuns and texans, still refuse welfare,

Meet me in the tele where the lobby at, i'm probably there

From that moment on, i had no fear

In the "city of lights", it's hard to see clear