This is a song about "Action bronson"

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

An action word, a secret for centuries

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

Show up solo to the action like what the fuck is cracking

Lights camera action

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

And i'm action packed and soon be stackin' plaques, a backpacker,

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

Like plastic action figures

Singing my life with his words

Your all talk and no pack rapping action or word forming.

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

And thats also where i'd get my pump action shotgun

Tell em their ambitions then we need some more of them

Takin action, enjoying every rhyme i say

And guess who my nigga tell 'em is on the way