This is a song about "Claim"

In my name so fuck where you came cuz this ain't your claim

How i'm brought up, then you probably feel the same

In a red bugatti, lookin' like i claim blood

Fuck it, momma's proud of her asthmatic thin fuck

No set trip, no color claim

Then lost her faith again

Before you claim it as your own, erroneously

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

You mother fucka claim you murder things

They say he the key to my blessings

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

Aware plus political, 'cause though they claim that every man created equal

My music is like confetti rain when you win a race

Nowadays, i claim to toke my daily dose of pounds of haze

Hell yahtry to dirty up my name

My claim to fame, thats my claim to fame