This is a song about "Byrnie"

As i light one for ill will

Mouth closed i'll beat you in this battle.

We wear a bulletproof vest on our chest in vain,

I'm babe ruth in this game, beige coupe in the lane

Overexposure like i chose hurt with no shirt, turns into a tan

Chima ferguson's bangin', you ace niggas is low card, wolf gang

Wolf shirt stuntin like kassem g, you ain't met a motherfucker bad as me

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

From the bottom to the top

True, indeed, i don’t rep no block

You got a pastel shell and a soft inside

So my cup is full, too much pain to fight

Bottom line, i'm here to stay

Hit you from a block away