This is a song about "Trail of tears"

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if god choose,

Madonna momma, body bottled, you're fine. i'm finer

Got lacks of tears now i'm wiping them with a wiper///

Double mg, we millionaires

Swallowing down my tears

Just a couple niggas in a boxcar that bitch go lime

Trail of blood splatter, brain matter leading to the scene of the crime,

For once there is no tears

Sweet, okay makes sense

Folarin never walk in prada and talk of a price

But now i see it's cause of you for all the tears in my eyes

With a trail of dead mic's cause these wack cats get stopped like red lights.

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

If you look to your right there is starving kids in tears of silence