This is a song about "Being rejected from parents"

Best stay away when the door closed, i show up with four hoes

Trust me, y'all critics and parents from middle class households,

Wish to stop ma future from being a halloween

My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream

Call of duty is what keeps you from being deceased

Like you never get right? sort of like a black sheep

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

While little kids hide this tape from their parents like bad report cards

Can't believe the label that signed you, they should've rejected

So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that

I see young black males being treated, came from nothing,

That skate hard, thrash black hoodies, try something

Cause he was abandoned from parents,

Blew twenty bands in that king of diamonds