This is a song about "55"

No particular reason just tryna make sure we don't have to blast the heater

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

The shit, you can mention me if anybody ask you

Ya never thought to think that ya son would be gon' from two

Smoking khaled, my weed the best

Add the water, let that co2 take effect

Got his mother in all black sobbin, at the hearse,

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

Until then, my feet planted on the ground, shadowboxing my conscience

Overrules and real cruel to a race that was bullied for 55 years

Why you keep switchin' lanes?

And today we're still in chains