This is a song about "Apples and pears"

And like to boast and brag

I can't turn back

Girls fast how jamaicans run

Sanyo, and handheld and handgun

And once i'm dead and gone

We wrote this song

Social conditioning and

I fear no opponent

Wearing tanks and tatoos and shit.

Kendrick lamar, his momma called him that

Where you welcome to problems

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold

I think i could save you

And pissing red, white, and blue