This is a song about "Transgender people"

Fuckin' up my gold pots

100000000 people sleeping on cots

If he does my soul to keep

Them people weak them people weak

Cause this album pack enough evil

Inhabit the minds of people

Don't ask me why

People steal, people die,

Get in the mood on blacc friday

People stared everyday

Cover the building in green my nigga: fred segal

And werent we just the two cutest people

As i light one for ill will

I see all these people