This is a song about "Wealthy people"

As i light one for ill will

I see all these people

I get migraines 'cause fuck people

And everything is purple

Them people weak them people weak

Walk with heat cause talk is cheap

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

You're the reason i can stand tall, me and my girlfriend

Inhale my color purple

I'm a savior to these people,

I smoke sweets in the suite, like shit is legal

It's deceitful, these shepherds deceive it's people,

And i feared that my fans say i failed

Had enough dollars, was wealthy raised

From the people who control to people

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will