This is a song about "Building"

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing

When i step in the building

Im building a foundation

It ain't where i been

Listen, uno papi chulo bout to show you what you been missing

A mother full of scolding in an apartment building,

Stress is building up, anxiety's in my vocal chords,

And the headrest had to have about eight thorns

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

I'm building a foundation like a buildings sheathing

So right before i sleep, dear god, what i'm askin

Suddenly it's all #bird #'n' stress, #building on him

But i let off everything i have

I'm building my name up, not building up cash