This is a song about "Being blocked"

Straight g thing, double m g thing

I believed in a higher being.

I don't got no time to call, hope that you ain't mad though

Your phone's cocked, but i've blocked your calls to triple o

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

Or was i just a desolate being

For going on being

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing

Cause everyone who blocked his way in the cage they tapped out

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

See originally i was free before being cool was just being me

Lemme see them big titties, don't be actin' sadidy you're not pretty

She dealing with killa so you love her taste

Blocked by the mainstream, i feel i'm restrained and chained,

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

I come in peace like uh, extraterrestrial being