This is a song about "Being a lad"

Someway, somehow nigga feeling

But thats the life of a human being

It's like being in a breadbox, but only being a crumb

I’m popping now, every other hour, paparazzi come

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

A childhood being suppressed,

Let's put it on cruise control

Being swallowed in a vac whole

Doing things to improve the streets as a human being,

I'm late working, i know i didn't come home that evening

Being a white knight ain't acceptable

A criminal grind mean hustle

I got something you've been waiting for

Too afraid of being a loser

Enough to paint a picture, my true profession

The latter being a constant misconception,