This is a song about "Whiye people"

Ain’t nobody fuckin’ with my clique

Them people weak them people weak

Rather die making money than live poor and legal

The myth of a system alienating its people

No one that's breathin' is seen as an equal

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

From the people who control to people

Inhale my color purple

Like people meeting people online,

So let's have a toast, everything fine

Cause i'm leaving people

As i light one for ill will

So all that other shit you on dead, burial

Stop stealing your raps from other people