This is a song about "Crooks and castles"

Crooks with coolers filled with brews are colder

Just lay your head on my shoulder

And their mothers and fathers

Let's enjoy our younger years

Semis rip bodies to shreds as crooks die behind rusty locks

See my team has hella cars, i got a couple knots

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son

Vodka and soda, pineapple and patron

He ain't give a fuck about you

And pissing red, white, and blue

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof

The most of insane of the crooks, got my fame in the books,

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Got all these niggas approaching their mixtapes different

Saying they this and that

Wearing tanks and tatoos and shit.