This is a song about "Brody tate"

Savin' up 24 bullets with gun

But hey i'm not a person

And you can't even blink without niggas testing your life

Fire fighter here to spray, sway, pretend to save life's,

Its funny how it swaps round

Walk on with your scars, don't turn around

Now it'll cost you 30 racks to get a verse cheap

Who ever on the thrown about 2 lose ur seat

I may be rapping, but i'm really role playing

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Every day was a saturday, shit

Game over, this rap thang i learnt it

Imma a dangerous person

Carolina where i made it from

You in the devils creek/ when you lose the paddle/ boy you betta learn to swim

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation