This is a song about "Come after that"

The good kid from the ugly city

And when i flee, all the bees come after me

I been smokin' that mary jane way after class(way after class)

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word

But after that, it seems that a new emotion emerged?

Your bullshit come off of that

But i muscle rap

After that you're gone, everything you do's worthless

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

Because there ain't no coming back from that

And after that, you just cant stop it.

You would think that i had a match for a tooth

Especially, after that heavily news