This is a song about "Alex harding"

These daysit's an all out rat raceand look at meee just caught another cat case

So i'm setting it off letting it off on your face you can't keep up with pace

Got ten on the floor, stop playing with flow

Setting people on fire with this inferno

Spit that raw shit, y'all some talkative condoms, fall back

I rap from the deep of my hart, i am not fag nor whack

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

Just know im setting rap's new precedents

But with foolness you're injected, so imma leave your hart to yearn

For them to see just who they would knowbut for me i held concern

Making rappers turned into beggars setting vicious traps

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

She got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done

Their father is on the run but they see the same setting sun

With a group of bitchs we're like fishes they got tendense to get wetter man you can drown in there

Floating in the quietness, fortifying my alliances, lost in the air,