This is a song about "Community"

Maybe it's just me but i'm jealous they have a sense of community

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Now i ain't mean no disrespect to the gay community

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

I mean we as black community

It use to be love, happiness and companionshipremember when i treated you good

But now i'm in a community that supports me, so i can finally be understood

I steady the flow, ready to blow like snotty tissue

And i'm sure the whole community would love to fuckin' diss you,

Some cities conceive the weirdest community of committees

Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

You styles perish in the fabric of the community rhyme is not something

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Connecting with the community