This is a song about "Sri lankan culture"

They're spending time on the vines n' the other hypes in culture

Call me cocky i love it, baby father a sucker

They are tied by the walls of this sadistic culture

Dripping cold blood like the winter, the summer

I penetrate pop culture, bring em a lot closer to the block where they

Yeah two times on a sunday what a lil brotha gotta em goin one way

Culture lost in a vortex of racial caricatures

I refuse to be another being on this earth

I know just what you need nigga that know when to leave

Me if i ever insult your culture or beliefs

Come take a stab at it faggot, i pre-ordered your casket

Would be able to take the whole culture and re-upholstery it

We are the hope of the culture, they supposed to listen

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done

It's in hip-hop culture that we disrespect our women,

Im controlling the air, like a gentry decision