This is a song about "A fetus being thrown against a wall"

Little training, thrown out into a pointless war

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Just me and my boss no worries at all

And golden mall with a golden wall

Out in haiti, adolescents barely have a home

Then you stand against, turn on your homies, thrown ashore alone,

The wall being the victim

My drive is like no one

Niggas is kemba walker tryna see me pitfall

We got a little crazy we was bouncing off the wall

Thrown from a plane but it wasn't in brutality

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky

Get blasted with a ruger and thrown into the sewers

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years