This is a song about "Romania"

Im still here but i can't skate

Just to get her into this state,

I'm spittin hungry like ain't shit up on my dinner plate

They're the reason for my lyrical mental state,

Illusion of days of elysium fields full of gladiators

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

As i, fall deeper into a manic state

Rae took on the date with the purple tape

Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes

This country is fucked cause we're stunting our growth

Like dead presidents a country leaderless and lawless,

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

You gotta pay homage in order to get paid

Can we differentiate the class of the minor state