This is a song about "Skinney people"

Cause i'm leaving people

Lady at the frank stand will

From the people who control to people

No one that's breathin' is seen as an equal

Stop stealing your raps from other people

Cause this album pack enough evil

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

And werent we just the two cutest people

Them people weak them people weak

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

Cause it doesn't seem really as simple

Now pray, the steeple only help some people

And everything is purple

I'm a savior to these people,

Sit back, relax, close your eyelids people

So all that other shit you on dead, burial