This is a song about "Send more people"

My home girl told me i got an issue

The only journey you're lyrics send me to

People get scared when they see us, so they build more prisons

Fantasies of you in submission, freaky positions

I'll send a gang of villainous midgets

We all here, from the dealers to the kids

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

Imagine having more people honor u more than a doctor,

The more small people at your door like please can i receive

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

We in control, the people know i speak the truth

I wish more people would feel me, i spit real issues

People be beat, feds come i dont even more my feet, lyrics like mine i dont need to be neat

And passed around the dorm, you can hear his asshole gettin' tornthey made me an animal, can't sleep

I can send you so many lines,

Jeremy scotts, 3 stripes