This is a song about "Claim"

So i guess that's where i hide my things

That's where we claim the crown and say we kings

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

Your whole crew gunna claim treason

With my disdain i'm shakin' cages, breakin' lames to claim my place

I thought i was out atlanta, but god damn i'm outta space

You claim you the next eminem, bitch you just skittles

Hasheem thabeet and various other peoples

In a red bugatti, lookin' like i claim blood

The prerequisite is gun clappin' so what happened

Before you claim it as your own, erroneously

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

He could own that, shawty, i'mma lease that

I'll take a risk and claim the map.

No set trip, no color claim

They think they bring that pain