This is a song about "Scared of change"

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

I don't sleep because i'm scared to lose track of reality.

Nigga, you pull over, fuck a rover range

If i'll be a king of new-york i wouldn't change

Who’s iller, i’ll wait

Late night, wind of change blows straight

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

They scared up and bleeding like the arms of a junkie that's been scared by a needle//

All the time with this glock of mines

Why your bitches scared of heights.

Being scared of these chumps please enough you cream puffs

We vegetables, on them record labels

The people scared of annihilation when kingdom fuckin come//

If you ain't talkin' dollars then i don't see where you comin' from

I was afraid of this, just like i'm scared of a spider

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her