This is a song about "Black people getting shot by police"

She pretty but she insecure as baby-mother scars

That look in his mama's eyes, he was traumatized by police cars,

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

U'll get shot by gangs of cops for attempting rhino poaching

Pocket with a cash full of bashful weapons

Fake people who waste space and shot guns

I'm fucking getting people to notice,

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

Oh he was shot by other gangs/

It's odd that they say that the crack kill blacks

To win today would just seem like a lavish dream

I'm about to call the police, this is getting extreme

Killin’ y’all niggas, any last words

And getting songs signed by minors