This is a song about "Wealth inequality"

Down on yourself cause i took your wealth.

I can taste the salt from my tears

Because tonight we fight, not for oil or wealth,

So i just pray and hope god, take a light to myself

Bad investments you might lose your wealth

And if you pay for that yourself

Spent a long time coming up this road

If skill was wealth you'd be broke

And most our fuckin' wealth is in a percent of the population,

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

Inequality promises

Rub the wood and ima show em love

Mama ain't raise no fool, true

Your wealth small and through what's wrong with you