This is a song about "Change him"

You betta get your change up

'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck

Car seats got screens in them

Now look: the change has come.

While half my mental belongs in a cage

You got the spotlight, can make a change

Getting aggressive change of complexion,

In this cold world, it's all about collection

They pick on him and step on him

But im a well of inspiration

That i have the potential to change

With foreign names, valet the range

But i murder him first

Ima change the whole world