This is a song about "Support for individuals and families in need"

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

And im sending families threw the same and shit

Go run and hide your families

So i'm chasing the dreams, no realities

Need it in my hands, and i need it in my pants

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands

The deadly places slingin drugs, in thug's mansion

Need some weed and acid for your satisfaction

I speak not only for the the voiceless and for those in need/

And everything after nautilus ain't a beat