This is a song about "Cocky life"

Cocky pricks and apologies obviously don't bother him,

And everything on tv just a figment of imagination

We ain't hear to hurt nobody

But see im not too cocky

Y'all gone hear a nigga momma die

Can't say i'm not cocky, that'd be a lie/

Now it might sound cocky

So fast, can't copy

Kids taking shit and cocky motherfucker's fists/

I'm throwing them rocks back, with the fury of bullets

I'm a cocky shot that's programmed for more

So tell me why are we at war

The shit is so bare, my diary isn't hid

Quick turning into that cocky kid

Not to sound cocky but i made you

Gucci man, it's the gucci crew