This is a song about "Sewage"

With sewage leaks an wounded mutant freaks

Haters eyes gettin' wide like bench seats

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

The dead men in the sewage 'n burned in lighter fluid,

Leaving you with problems like sewage, could be a blessing and a damn curse/

See embraces, fall short on the numb tips of street entrepeneur fingers

Like the sewage in the major polluted cities , stripped the roots

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves