This is a song about "Abuse of power"

Cause we capitalizing on all of the power you lack,

Cause i been drinkin till the point that i'm a dizzy rap

Manufactured substance that all you suckers abuse//

I'ma try to rhyme and get through, i'm documenting the truth

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice

Even though i'm a victim of my father's abuse

Aint aware of my power so no scepter yet

So im like fuck it, im out get on your head

Because now a nigga hot enough to fuck with one of satan' hoes

Physical , emotional and mental abuse/ combination of those

You wondering why she ain't fucking, we winning, nigga you lose

Cruisin in bottles, lottery tickets, and drug abuse

What kind of power you have over me get over here

Who woulda thought a lil nigga from the ville could get a deal