This is a song about "All theese niggas"

All these niggas on my side said stop with it

And, uh, i don’t know what keeps me alive, shit

But its cool, all my niggas say is lefty

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

But like theese rappers( tell kim jung you to stop startting shit)

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

All we speak is truth/ swear these niggas lying on me

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

While theese rappers just sit around and party, they're jobless

It's no show but all these niggas wanna laugh//

When you let that nigga grab your naked ass