This is a song about "Amy not being a loli"

If you're being a downer this is not the right encounter

You know when your homie barely blink, he just done powder

I must not fear being insane

You're not usin' your brain

Kryptonite to superman, he's a dentist to amy

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Every since then our whole city been horrible

For not being perfectly perpendicular to the table

Its like condilisa rice, not being republican

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

Straight up fuck all y’all nigga's talking about that nigga changed shit

To being a being and beating the back roads and being #it

And not to mention it not only mean "being in a mansion"

For all my homies in the pen, many peers deadniggas still ballin