This is a song about "Wassup people"

I’m crimson color painted

Wassup phoma, slow down kid!

Theres 7 billion people,

Cause this album pack enough evil

Cause i'm leaving people

And everything is purple

So many selfish people

Lady at the frank stand will

Cause it doesn't seem really as simple

Inhabit the minds of people

She say all men treat her wrong way

People stared everyday

This is for the starving people

As i light one for ill will

Sit back, relax, close your eyelids people

So all that other shit you on dead, burial