This is a song about "Us immigration"

Yeah, maybach poetic genius

The prophets inside us

Nobody to loan us

Wood chain with a jesus

The fiction don't believe us

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

Treating us like animals shooting us like antelope

And i be good til the fat woman sing a note

Needs some kills? then hire us

And i can't help but notice

Unlike glass, you cant shatter us

Crucifix pieces, necklace with jesus

Tryin fuckin knock us and lock us

I'm breathing for a purpose