This is a song about "The sharper we are"

For we are awakening and learning the truth"

And i done seen some old beefs make a bunch of news

We are the chosen ones and it's time for our exodus/

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

My rhymes are sharper then a dagger/

That's a t-rex in a v-neck for the rapture

Coming underneath with ladders we are the attackers

And only cheat on my broad if i run out of answers

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

We are the dead, ain't no denying it

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

Coming underneath with ladders we are the attackers

And realize the problems we face are all related

Go to college, get a job, marry, have a kid

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

If we are to rid the world of modern slavery