This is a song about "Shovel people"

Inhabit the minds of people

The root of all evil

Now that i'm rappin, i'm fucking different people

I coulda swore i was driving pretty peaceful

They need a shovel just to make it out the door to get more of it

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit

See there no place better than the state of my mind

But man, dig deeper and shovel something behind

Inhale my color purple

Theres 7 billion people,

People critically commenting,

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

While the poor just shovel shit, and can't afford to pay the rent,

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed