This is a song about "Your on benefits"

No benefits still a white boy never hissy fit

I put a condom on my heart, i don't be feeling shit

No benefits still a nigga never hissy fit//

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

Put your rapping on hold,

But for long time i had gone cold

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

God sake's now man turn your shine on

I'mma catch you next time around

Are your still on the ground

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

Mentally i'm just a psycho lyricist with the benefits/

Your pullin on my hair

And never should you tear

And the food could have been finer

Your on fire.. your on fire