This is a song about "Spoiled people"

This is for the starving people

Cause this album pack enough evil

Shit, if i was old enough to speak

Them people weak them people weak

Questions enter the minds of people

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

But none should be royal gee just people overly spoiled bee,

Inhale my color purple

From the people who control to people

Dont we have enough death , people

So all that other shit you on dead, burial

Yo, i'm a hot and bothered astronaut crashing while

I'm as sick as spoiled milk though my flow'll never expire