This is a song about "Crisis"

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

I might just, spread like virus, the lyrics will cause a crisis,

Let me teach you all the sounds of love

From this identity crisis.......

From this identity crisis.......

I can teach you all the sounds of love

You fronting niggas hate to meet up withbut my crew holdin' duffle bags bitches

Suffering a midlife crisis, but have you seen how ridiculous my wife is?

Fuck your humanity rather care more for an indian crisis

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

Always knew where the pot was

In a rise from my crisis