This is a song about "Being held at gun point"

You by the cooler yea you niggas don't get no tick

Finally i'm at the point where i can spit quick...

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Now at this point, it has fucking hit emotionally

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

At my pinnacle at a point so pivotal

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

At this point there's a hole in my heart like a bagel

I'll be game relatedgot me strivin' for a million

Raise the gun... to this virgin nun i point this gun,

My nigga hustle all day in front of the corner store

The cargo youc arried at this point was going to stop your

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble

At my pinnacle a point so pivotal

If she don't fake, i work that pussy out, like it was outta shape

Its like being held in shackles with an ocean front view to humiliate