This is a song about "Conceded curtis"

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

I spit quality and quality rhymes bred within bronner

Every barrel verily feral, i maul shit, cold blooded when i cull it

Bitch i can't let goi been strugglin' too long, thuggin' too longand niggas is stealing my shit

Heating up like may weather, dog i'm on that floyd shit

All the emotions and the notions conceded

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

Rip to my dad and my cuz,im just a very polite thug,

Seen blood, sweat and tears like a locker room

I was bred to get it in...your poon

Hope you realize i was just being polite

I'm on my deen inshallah, i'mma get 'er right

Cause when i make this stew

And polite, so how you?

We all dream one day we be kings and queens

Mary is a polite girl, she rarely ever peeps,