This is a song about "The israeli palestinian conflict"

Go where you ain't been

You're the snow, i'm the sun

Talking ridiculous have mommas getting floral opinions

You be bitchin like one of those palestinian politicians.

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

Pray for peace with the babies, they a beast in the summer

That maybe we can slide intobut now you buriedrest nigga

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

From the bench to the ball

Wanna fuck em all

Fuck a toast, i'm dead i suppose, main conflict diseases

I give you my heart just don’t break the shit to pieces