This is a song about "Survival games"

Hurt the weakest it's survival of the fittest

I am only a man and i don't know what to think

And there's no hospitals this deep there's only survival,

So she finally gets the courage to tell him on his arrival

I like my friends imaginary with no names

Back in my days we rolled a dice and played board games

But i’m tryna address issues, i ain’t playing games,

I got geechi on her, came back: a hundred chains

But it was written in cursive for this king to exist

Log out bro cause "this is survival of the fittest

I'm not talking m3's, but this is your survival lease

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

And if you light skin you might want to be careful

But most if them don't dictate our survival