This is a song about "Caring"

Sirens blaring pigs believe im caring but lately you hear me tearing

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

So listen i will not rap any more with a gay caring about ass liking,

Chilling with his homies high instead of caring for his kid,

To keep me happy there's no limit to the things you did

They wonder if i stopped caring

Why not me the same thing

Caring out the devils dirty work misses grim reeper shadow keeper

Ain't no point in runnin', i'm a nigga, just a little eager

It's wolf gang barking keep you up like car alarms and shit

You're beautiful, sweet, nice, caring, and good hearted.

Started caring about my self than my rapping career

Mass appeal,and this bag i hit got me alaskan chill