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

The life of a drug dealer, lives down the drain

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again

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

& my bitch pussy fire gotta extinguish shit, lebron james & shit

And that they love to see us all go to prison or die

The devils drug got me feeling a real good high./

But its enough to build with the bricks of an empire

Goadome nikes, the cortazone of the poem writer

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

That'd be the day his label treat him like a signal fade

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

Of being pour with no ambitions, house the size of a kitchen.

Nessy loch monster stop will he though? probably not

Cause the thought of being free is like a message from god

In a drug-dealing locked car with the police in hot pursuit,

When i'm fuckin' and we on cloud nine for that minute