This is a song about "Blues and roots"

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves

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

Alternative to, we love the rhythm and blues

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

Go back to your roots and quit being a benevolent sexist

And older women put a nigga on their bucket list

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

Why hear a commentary about the truth and its evil roots?

Self-awarding, negligence of the less important

Never forget your roots and spit the real truth and

You couldn't ship gold records if the only copy you pressed was solid gold

Imaginary friends at a foster home and leave u with the blues. u prolly don't

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

My primary concerns are to focus on my modest roots,

This the district where politicians is fucking goons

My primary concerns are to focus on my modest roots,