This is a song about "Black being killed by police for no reason"

And he tryna make it front row to the show to throw me one

Im rhyming to explain the reason, not rhyming for no reason

I'm tyler, mr. green hat, pro-abortion anti-clean rap

For being cocky get now you get killed for that

9 months later, new car, can’t afford a son

Its better than dissing people for no reason

It's odd being in the same room, with the man i killed,

Tell the fucking teacher that this burlap sack is filled

But no one hears me, and for that reason i lie low/

Ok, you probably think i get ‘em all with the cash flow

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done

Yo i boast this flow and blow the show for no reason,

I’m popping now, every other hour, paparazzi come

Terrorist creating treason for no apparent reason

Fuck it, there's no reason for this to exist/

This audemar on my wrist, got it harder than missed