This is a song about "We korrupted by society and not knowing it"

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

Little kids rhyming stuff not even knowing the meanin'

From my desire now look at the fuckin' irony

So we blame this mother fucking society

These rhymes were founded by blacks who simply hated society,

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

Not just myself, but most of society

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

While everybody got ammunition on deck

He sent a subtle text, not knowing what's coming next

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

Badly affect by society, trying to be somebody and not someone,

By this devil called society,

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

Not knowing what to write

I got plans tonight