This is a song about "Assets protection"

I'm the armor of hip-hop, they call me protection/

Kevin durant you're an ant like my mother kin

They say your name for attention

Condoms, or any sort of protection

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

Better not be talking bout me you'll need protection

Roll up niggas be like sex

I look to double my assets,

You walking down the block, he got shot, you are no eye witness

“i leave all my assets to my latino mistress”

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

We live in a society forced to have protection

Sending faxes of her assets

As we give up our debts

They learned a lesson that death threaten without god protection,

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin