This is a song about "The 1929 great depression wall street america"

Shit, we don't believe none of them

The wall being the victim

Mirror mirror on the wall on the wall,

Never hit the mall and forever get it all

Wolf gang, kill em' all

I punch a hole in the wall

Decides everything, the wall street banks, no they're loving it,

Sixty-two, without no tint; missing roof on my new shit

Cause you can't truly appreciate the happiness without depression/

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

These joints here not found at the mall

Throw two hunid against the wall,

Leave you severed across the street

More money that mean less sleep

Barbed wire got a barricade on your destiny

Miss america the beautiful, to me that's funny