This is a song about "Wealthy people"

Hopped on the pulpit and told them how i was truly blessed

The wealthy are top two, upper middle class is eight percent,

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

'cuz stereotypes on television make 'em think i'm wealthy,

The root of all evil

I'm a savior to these people,

Inhabit the minds of people

Cause this album pack enough evil

Cause i'm leaving people

Lady at the frank stand will

In baghdad, iraq only wealthy live happily

Whaddup hoops, tell them it was for the money

'cuz stereotypes on television make 'em think i'm wealthy,

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

Questions enter the minds of people

So all that other shit you on dead, burial