This is a song about "Claim"

I deserve a touch of sky been climbing from the bottom

It's common i fill my body with toxins you claim i darken

In a red bugatti, lookin' like i claim blood

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut

Before you claim it as your own, erroneously

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money

Wake up, turn on your tv and see my ass again

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

Hear these critics talking now, when i see'em open face

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

I'll take a risk and claim the map.

Fourth quarter, that sack; fourth ward in all black

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

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits