This is a song about "Us elections"

See i'm breathing for a purpose

The prophets inside us

And see those corporate executives fund corrupt elections,

Everything at ease, you in double m g presence

Who swore i'd wouldn't live till twentynow they gotta cope

Treating us like animals shooting us like antelope

I'm obviously honored you thought us

Smell the folgers get the scrotum out your focus

Always here to please us

Off rip that's genius

And now it's clear as this promise

With choppas they chop us try to stop us

But y'all still live where corporations will decide elections,

I bed-rock bitchestyga iroc like camaro 87 engines

I wouldn't be famous

You want some weed, roll us