This is a song about "Being used by someone"

I get used unusually by hands of happenstance

How i'm like bobby deniro, joe pesc and them cats

Gunning down people for being bullied by geeks

Giving niggas the piece of mind to put it to beats

Can't land little roller, i be keeping the fly

Saw someone didn't like so i hit him with drive by

I’m callin’ on you ’cause i can’t do it myself

Do you plan on being you or someone else,

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Try being what someone wants you to be, messes with your psychiatry/

Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues

To tell you were being lied to,manipulated by disguised fools

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

Influenced by how you holding the uzi, someone life in ya hand

By her side, like it used to be

I’m a hustla, baby