This is a song about "Can thinks he s hard"

He thinks he got street cred because he sped while he was in a lane

Sang sittin there kickin it with malcolm, 'til the day came

If lay-low thinks he can start shit, well i'll tackle him,

I'm just aiming what i'm saying hope you bleed out emotion

Sick of hard times so i tell em to fall back

Acting all hard when he hardly like that

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

Blind, damn his so fuken kind he thinks he is better than me

He thinks that he can control

Purify that woman soul

And 808's and synths, riffs, and guitars, hard, for sure

I tell her it's my house, give her a tour