This is a song about "Russian peasants"

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

But one last one, является ли это конец? russian

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

The weight of my brethren ever so considered just peasants

U said ma family is a bunch of peasants yet u consider me one of the legends.

Sting like a bee then float away peacefully like a dove, kinda like rap think i'm in love

There is no control, like a gun barrel in russian roulette,

I gave ya girl a t-shirt since she gave the whole crew neck

Seven, what's religion nigga? i am legend

I treat haters worse then peasants. my goal's unpleasant

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Separated in different classes aristocrats, commoners and the peasants

We used to be like distant cousins, fightin, playin dozens

Rullette russian rappers and guns related they cousins,