This is a song about "The decleration of independance"

See i'm breathing for a purpose

The things im most scared of

Huh, man of the year, the man of the... work!!!

Next to it: stash mattress. under it: cash, bastard

Raybands...hide the face of,

Cause my thing something vicious

Shaved of the face of the earth

Talking of the gods you serve

Oh, a taco joke, domo smoke, i heard

Huh, man of the year, the man of the... work!!!

Telling me shutup, i’m leaving youthe reason you ain’t even got one

Got the eye of tiger, spit of cobra, form of a dragon

I'm gon remember her, but still

Reaping the humans of leaps of good will

Of the coke and the smoke of weed

What do i really need