This is a song about "Come after that"

After that, i'll come home to a smile on my little daughters face/

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

Especially, after that heavily news

Magazines who at times seem to misuse

Got me shooting at a ghostsome call me crazy

Then after knowing all the facts, come back and battle me

And when i flee, all the bees come after me

Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money

You cant come to these altitudes, after that put rubbing alchol on your wounds

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

Probably do after reading that rap that i just listed

That wet wet in my two seaterher nails done, her hair did

Girls fast how jamaicans run

After 12, i'm worse that a gremlin