This is a song about "Trust loyalty and respect"

I lurk and bless whoever shows me respect

Bitch niggas be afraid to speakwe the last ones left

How i'm like bobby deniro, joe pesc and them cats

Show respect to your elders and police, take off your caps

You told me i could trust you and you let me fall

A real life viking, shout out to st. paul

But it was africa the continent we all came from

Step back and respect the art's fucking origin

A far reach from them rap dudes

And i have trust issues

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

And it hurts, take the "t" from "trust" and just reverse,

How we trust 'em with our guns, where's our freedom and liberty,

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

So if he die, and came back, would he try to save rap

I'm the king of rappad and you gotta respect that