This is a song about "Rotten society"

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

I’m a genius, i’m a win for the society

You ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around them

Rotten bodies piled up, goners or followers men

Live my life through some film, man

See society how i can

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Your shot is rotten, now we rised up, ain't stopped the plottin',

They say nothings ever free

And stand up to society,

Run a cartel like a real rick ross

You drawin straws talkin laws rotten jaws

Because you're apart of society,

I just want somebody i can see

You drawin straws talkin laws rotten jaws

So i clap for her, she deserves an applause