This is a song about "Actions"

And in akron, my niggas they would throw things

So whats your reaction to my actions

From comfort to confront the struggle which i've never been lagging with actions

Without my crew and me, slurring words and spitting so loosely but its so fast its

The 9 it is silence like mines doing actions

Bout some, but never put out the stout guns

Bypassing my actions to spill/ blood, splashing in thrills

Just another day out in beverly hills

So be scared of my actions

I'm with your girlfriend eating chips

I'm focused on your actions, my mind is never absent

Drunk white girls the only way i'll get my dick sucked

But this is what you focus on not my actions

So here i am at the store for some chips

And the impact of these actions, a moral atlas assassin

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one