This is a song about "Cred"

My cred represents for my neighborhood, it's spread evidence,

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

I come from humble beginnings, some cred and gracious roots,

Homey used to be a player, now i coach fools

If heaven had a height then you would be that tall but

Follow these rules you'll have mad cred to break up

That cred represents and i kill kings like double motherfuckin' dead presidents,

Since i ain't in many penitentiaries the best revenge is fuck friends

A million home sellers couldn't find a realer state

And young people tryna make a name got straight cred hate,