This is a song about "Claim"

Niggas taking shots, don’t know how to aim

You now know my name and my claim

And now these geechi mother f-ckers all know my name

Shouldn't give up and be burned in the house and claim

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

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

My claim to fame, thats my claim to fame

It’s not a game, hold your dame

I'll take a risk and claim the map.

Fourth quarter, that sack; fourth ward in all black

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

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

Then i wait for them days to turn good again

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