This is a song about "So don t be a human sheep"

Making human so perverse as if it's a spell or a curse

This ain’t for all and every people, don’t compare me to rappers

Well do the hokey-pokey, and turn that ass around

She's so proud/ now that i don't don the shroud/ as a crown

Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut

Don always loses his battles- it has to be be bad luck

Tell these people something they don`t know about me

I keep that hottie, just look at her body

I want that title but they got me fighting under card

That shit's in human genetics to be a racist at heart,

Saw puff, i was finna' speak

Make you look like a old ass sheep

So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate

If haters are like lions be a t rex eating them up before u get ate