This is a song about "Something political"

But the alcohols something to see

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

Which means she ain't never hear nothing

But in my head there's something

I said pay me it’s nothing

Fuck, did i hit something?

Weak stomach, i need something

We no longer close or nothing

The dream is just something important

About disaster in the world and

Listeners listen, revealing political positions like "screw this queer"

A legend out here, and i'm ending careers by the end of my year

Drowning in the political soup

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

A little bit when i spit this cuz i'm lyrically gifted with a few lickety split tricks

When i drop the science political activists tell me to stop the violence,