This is a song about "The demographic model"

Totin/ semi automatics i blow apart the demographic and stretch it to shreds like mr. fantastic

Pushin permanent twistin i'm on a mission got me on the mashtried to dig, you was screamin when i did

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Embrace my words make the world changeand still i smile nigga

Rocking moccasins and slow dancing with a model chick

Henny got me spinnin like a fuc*in hurricane kick

Customize a server instance like a model train

Then i wait for them days to turn good again

Come be my heroyou can take your cape offyou dont need that to save my heart

Up to a nigga. what type of role model am i? i love my brotha and i don't want

Go so postal, oh so bold and cold, i'm not your role model,

Jt: i'mma be the syrup, she can be my waffle

And i can't help but stare, cause

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

You feel it from your head to your toes

The more battles the better the flows