This is a song about "Security government people"

It's alright, if it's right

Security is tight

Catchin’ attention of these politicians and government activists,

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

But we can't deny that we have a corrupt government

You better lose yourself in the music, the moment

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

Any ties, the government metaphorical knife will slash,

I see a problem with the people, they let government rob em

Rozay told me break a leg no wonder why i care again

To wasting afflicted by the curse of addiction to security an pension

And see mostly all of them have made you somewhat incapable of a first impression

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust

The constitution said that we should overthrow the government,

'cuz some "homeland security" equals tons of profit makin'

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