Afterlife (13:59)

song: rape culture written by: Roy Kafferty Pughsley chorus: rape culture/ I'ma get down on them vultures. them c-fluids hate my sculptures/ and the banditos want my customs. rape culture/your death before my dishonor. they mad cause I be thillen it/ and dropping baby mamas. I'm FINA go crazor/ on you pinche' Mexicans. fucking with my messages/ and homoing my leche'. remember the time on cermack/ when them vice lords had all y'all doped out. I am the one that coached how/ to put check game on them pimpers. they was scratching up your fenders/ and robbing your madres on they way work. I came around and made it work/ now you cross contamination our own trabjos. are you using your cabesa'/ or just invested in some bierga'. I thought Latin Kings had bear nuts/ and the Latin Folks was loco. Selma Hyak told me bout them courses/ she said husband they don't want you. and they really want you/ to be a little girl for them. I told her don't worry bout it wifey/ them vatos headed for east destitution. the brown pride revolution/ done lost they constitution. our Mary Jane's is tainted/ our coke ain't caning. they putting tits on the gangster's/ and rottening our portals. rape culture/ I'ma get down on them vultures. them c-fluids hate my sculptures/ and them bandi3tos want my customs. rape culture/ your death before my dishonor. they mad cause I be thillen it/ and dropping baby mamas. to all you waymoes that praise clothes/ I'm Farrakhan from the pocket. you cracked out your own business/ and squandered all your prophets. now y'all all Islam/ with homosexual tendency. the noble drew you the picture/ of where y'all would be beheaded. you infidels all is well/ the Caucasians consequenced you. cause you was plotting on my take down/ but don't know the spiritu i'm into. mz. shabazz said you bafoons/will never take my son down. the Chinese its sun dial/ I'ma need you to zelle my patterns. that night that y'all seen Saturn/ and lunar in a confident. let's you know I'm definitely gone sunrise/ and y'all gone be on pauper shit. rape culture/ I'ma get down on them vultures. them c-fluids hate my sculptures/ and them banditos want my customs. rape culture/ your death before my dishonor. they mad cause I be thillen it/ and dropping baby mamas.