This is a song about "Being turnt up"

You aren’t up to date being an mcee for a bitch is too late,

And my wrist froze, but i’m cool sha’, like a bald head, i’m too paid

Woooh, race my niggas, and i bet you never pass me like a free safety

To yearn for what you set out to be, they won't stop covering you up, being shady.

Mobb deep shook it but prodigy took it a lil' too far

Being born and brought up with scars may be no way to be a star

Now i'm free, being a stick up kid is my reality

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

The dilemma is, you think i got no conscience

Convenience stores being shot up just for a bag of chips

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

I'm fucking fed up with my pockets being empty

The best part of you ran down your mums leg and ended up being

Child support ain't come, that faggot still ain't bought me anything

Now this counselor is trying to tell me that i'm emo, she don't give a fuck

And if any of yall rappers being labeled just keep your lead up