This is a song about "Bums"

But most times darling the sequel sucks

Packing guns, n' tackling bums.

Packing a gun to punk you whackest of bums with no answers for son

Where people run on the scene and people don't see your vision

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

They had discovered how matter can't be broken, now them bums

Dont vibe with bums... i'll bite my tongue and rip it out

Flower bomb detonator iv tech in route