This is a song about "After that"

With g's in my pocket

After that moscato hit

Cause after all there's that mercy i talked about inside

Boy stick to your day job, said you was hot? well, they lied

Swift-made switch blades made a big incision in him

Good after that day haven't had a conversation

After that theyll get on there knees and get ready for execution,

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

Rollin blunt after blunt, prowlin down town on that big booty hunt,

Inspired by women, niggas say that i treat em different

The race war, when it's us against all of them

After that swore i'd never do acid again.

See, baby, i'm a leader day away from a libra

After they lower your casket i'll smack the pastor that viewed ya