This is a song about "Slavery history school lame punk"

And bijies like im out and

And eat him alive i'm a c.m punk

I'mma conspiracy theory rollin thru makin history

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

Binding us to slavery tools,

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

He was acting like a hardcore punk

Knees dug deep into the pavement

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

You tend to repeat yourself like history

With my name on em: that’s a damn shame

Retail snappers even is lame

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Cannibal rest is the history

Your songs are so fuckin lame

I ain't interested in fame