This is a song about "A skeleton in my closet"

Oh fuck, i remember i forgot yout son, he was hiding in the closet right,

Niggas diewhen they try to infiltrate my crewwe never hide, we ride

If i had the option my closet be enormous

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

Caused a problem in my evolution

My talent should take me places i've never been

I think found where your mind was

In a rise from my crisis

Ain't no haters to write about, just a cramped up closet that needs cleaning out.

God forgive and we don't, keep my circle small you can't get in my crowd

Or who did, cause i did

Keep a gram in my pocket,

Fuck 2 chainz i got 10 medals in my closet, now your bitch with me as she pop drop and lock it.

Nigga fuck that gin & juice, i'm fuckin with hennessyjust pour me a glass of that dark shit

Okay i’m lying, but i’m trying

In my hand theres a nine