This is a song about "Terrorists and yusuf ahad"

Terrorists among the world that we live in,

They don't see my vision, grown man mission

I found myself losing focus at a sunday service

Or liberal because we see ém all as terrorists,

We don't need y'all, the fader's who we really fucking with, bitch

Higher spots, like terrorists y'all are taking me hostage,

And their mothers and fathers

The richest place on earth

Castle and crooks sweater

And don't ever (and don't ever)

Grab the scissors and saws and

But nah, he is quite different

Movin my tapes in major weight cause every dollar countsbustas is jealous and half these niggas is punks

Felt adventurous, sent you petulant menaces to the center of executive terrorists

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

And for the time being lets me in love with the moment