This is a song about "And i wont stop this till im reassuredher mother on the other hand wasn t so goodprison was his future hes going downwith the city on my back i carry this towncarried off the playground into the street"

Carried off the playground into the street.

Now it'll cost you 30 racks to get a verse cheap

With the city on my back i carry this town

You got that money that break – uh break- breakdown

This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines

And i'll carry this legacy on til' the end of times/

I'm on the playground, and i'm feelin fine.

D.c. pg is with me see that bentley that ain't mine

I arrive and burst into the room and im first till i meet my tomb

Yeah, them niggas spittin' while i'm dishing out a typhoon

And i plan on chopping till the planet stop,

Free throws of money, bet you can’t block

Man i carry on tradition and the essence of streets,

Ain't tryin to be your god, just want to live my dreams

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image

Cause this is how i feel when i ain’t rappin on the mic you bitch