This is a song about "Swollen members"

Pockets loaded, infected, lookin swollen

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

Got up, voice says look up, surrounded by members of the native mob,

A couple of haters looking, i’m knowing them niggas hot

I paused and focused, why are my eyeballs swollen

I hit your block and we can box for fun

It creates dead members of families

You make a nigga sing songs nice

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

A mentally virgin emergin, pullin through as my hearts swollen

They say nothings ever free

Members only i'm cocky

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

They fuckin' up my positivity, are they cult members?