This is a song about "Sudan"

I herald the gallows, hence i beat to death with threads, ropes, or metal

Hard as crashin' an ac in the back of a truck, i'm the devil

You fake niggas like great and randy u go unnoticed like the capital of

I'll be brief, they deceived us, told us lies when they should have believed us

Thoughts of us of everything of everyone's debts

But this ain't no philosophy so don't worry about the jets