This is a song about "The impact of tourism on antartica"

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

One more thing, i hope you understand your impact on our race

Cold world no blanket son

Swagger on the tip of my tongue

On the highest of mountains

Cause we been off them slave ships

Ambition, pardon my ambition

On the list of filth spittin'

Its mental to think my words were essential, impact of a fucking pebble/

Slice her neck, then do some dental, wear em like a necklace monumental

Land of the rich on one dice roll,

Let's put it on cruise control

It takes place one more thing, i hope you understand your impact on our race.

Every problem you ever had with another man i gotta face