This is a song about "Sustainable development goals"

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust

Story telling soon selling its soaring with development

Scoot through noosed goals clutched in individual own birthright tombstones

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

And you niggas will acknowledge this

Don't let your goals lead you where your hell is,

We need to set our goals and go out and chase em

Arguably retarded cause after sex we stop again

Cappin' boy, cooking crack, at the same damn time

Go out and work, read your goals 'fore bedtime

Is all over and all of your goals are gone!

Cause i'm thinking me and you could get along

Two middle fingers for the police if a nigga get killed no rat no cheese

Early in the development "special" list,my flows are pestilent known to leave

It's impossible to accomplish goals if you don't set a goal!

My success'll be the death of youlo and behold you sold your soul