This is a song about "The dangers of cults"

And i ain't never plan to be famous

Cause america the terror of,

Raybands...hide the face of,

Trust they seen enough

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

I'm a victim of the money, of the cash in the hundreds,

The things im most scared of

My nigga, its all love

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And the money that my momma spent on rent and clothes

In the face of the outside.

Wino might find yo' sight

He informs rappad all about the different dangers of the world

Yeah you know i got that work, women second, family first

The right hand of god, the left of the devil,

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will