This is a song about "Badguy strange pocket spendin block money"

I dont rack stacks i got pocket change drug money is whack,

But since mark put a nigga on that lily track

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

Be set back, i dont rack stacks i got pocket change drug money is whack,

Physical , emotional and mental abuse/ combination of those

Spendin' hours in the hall, listenin' to instrumentals straight off my headphones//

Put you in jimmy choo and you ain't even chinese

Strange fruit grew from wicked roots, you'd fiend for money trees

Never had a wallet, money falling out my pocket

You've unleashed the beast and i play you lil' niggas like lisa's shit

It's my fact y'all are fiction with diction

Track 10.) strange fruition (strange fruition)

Money in my pocket, success is in my eyes,

Fuck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice

Guns in the waistband, blunts in the pocket

And if i'm down with this banging shit