This is a song about "Alex davis"

Plus my roots grow to money trees like alex haley,

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

They want me unemployed, until i hit the streets

In perpetual brownout, seeing davis, gray scenes

They larry davis me and said i tried to kill a cop

Then she riding on the topshe about to make it pop

Rip this is for you jordan davis

Pocket racked up all big faces

You can't act like no bitch that only got tyler perry famous

Reminds you of the faces, trayvon martin, jordan davis,

Trayvon martin, jordan davis, rodney king, racist cop shit,

So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that

Ill have miles davis come from the grave

Prps cover my eight’s, uhh, lemme switch my pace