This is a song about "Being the heir of a drug empire"

My verse is taken like a drug, needle dropped in the vein

That god isn't finished with me yeti feel his hand on my brain

Killa i roller cheese blazed, high as fuck and feelin' great

I can't correlate the weight of being served on a cold plate,

So the days of being a duck are over

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Like they not gon' stare

Just the fact of being there

The life of gangsters , weirdos and drug users.

I refuse to be another being on this earth

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

But thats the life of a human being

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

To being a being and beating the back roads and being #it

Being chased by the tears of a stronger man,

Try to protect the neck, i ? from ya boo thang