This is a song about "Blues and roots"

Even when i try to watch the news, and play the smoking blues

You wondering why she ain't fucking, we winning, nigga you lose

I come from humble beginnings, some cred and gracious roots,

This the district where politicians is fucking goons

My primary concerns are to focus on my modest roots,

And you ain't gettin' it, 'til you start payin' jewels

Refuse to even try and just go back to our roots,

Ain't had shit to loose, pullin' my pistol on them fools

Plus how he gon’ tell me, he don't make the rules

Real artists blow up and they forget their roots,

Go back to your roots and quit being a benevolent sexist

Haters just hate but yet they don't know squat like a leg lift

But little did they know, i’m trying to change the rules

Refuse to even try and just go back to our roots,

And if they try to raise a coup, kill em at the roots

Walk into my room thinking how to make moves