This is a song about "We are the foxes"

I don't rap flipping coke, i just try to give em hope

Stones are thrown, rocks are kicked, we die and roam the globe,

We are all just needles in the hay.

Hit you from a block away

We are the chosen ones and it's time for our exodus/

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

We are the hope of the culture, they supposed to listen

And they ain’t fucking with the kid like chris hansen in the kitchen

We are on the fucking cusp

And the word most important

She suck my dick while i'm on a call

Asking the same ol question, why are we all