This is a song about "You re not innocent"

Money can be re-earned, but you cant turn back time

In a turtle neck, thermal jeans, spit purple wine

Now some people might find this weird but you re not really scared

Young strugglersracing the clockain't no telling when it all can end

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

Demolishing the competition stomping on the innocent

Escaping all of you racists, re-shaping this occupation... nigga

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

You wanna judge me for my lyrics, but you´re not me,

All the innocent little children

Make them more insecure when they caught one

Into all the innocent kids,

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks

Had to re align and not resign

Huh, got to get better with time