This is a song about "Birth of a real nogga"

Since birth this what this world means to me, a lost legacy

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

And where we've come and how we still have to go really far

By birth of baby jesus underneath the eastern star

But still how you niggas i get jacks on the first

Sanitary birth, watch a bee get buried in the hurst

Backwoods don’t do papers, that was just for my haters

Forgone the birth of a child who's life is a curse

With all these hogs in the game no room for you in here

Screens paint a picture of depravity real-

I'm seeing the birth of the truth it just pops

Cause my hoes in the x like they model for cars

Got your baby mama sending nude pictures

Down to earth. and be strong as a whole new strength takes birth.