This is a song about "The graceful forums made by eva"

You other brothers can’t deny

It was my home by i made die

The food made by your hands had a blessing of its own

And all these peasant motherfuckers take shots at the throne

We both teenagers with the same mind state

Yet i forgot the promises i made

I'm made from micro pieces consumed by the demons

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

Just by sitting around i would made some thousand bucks...

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Fuck them bitches, ain't trying to get laid

Take back all the mistakes i made

Hoping that he's listening

I've made it in the building

Its the way god made me

We like to party