This is a song about "Be nigga inside"

And a finger in the middle that i leave em with

Must be the sickness that grows inside cancer patients,

But, shorty i'm far from a saint

Nigga be on the wall gettin nailed

My nigga pac, be ready for whatever

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

A reckless menace that be stuck inside this crevice/

Pouring liquor for my niggas that was killed, send em back

I'm paramount, nigga, i am, and you can't be mad

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

Nigga be handin out crawfish trays to lumber heads

And other times they'll be as high as pigeons sit nigga

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

I'm the hottest nigga brah, you know i can't be seen.

I got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team