This is a song about "Boot strap"

So if i do call it's just a check

I lay awake and strap myself in the bed

Got that strap on my hip like a leg brace

While i got my hand on the tec, wave

Taking you down and giving yall the boot

So before i go, you should harvest food

Life's lemons is bitter, i need another fruit

Then next thing you know you'll be getting the boot

Bodied n' be a wake early, like a boot camp-jail sargent.

And i ain't really give a fuck, it was like a nigga rushed

Is there any love

Boot full of the ounces

My choppa strap too long

Stressed out, cos' i'm gone