This is a song about "Dead mans hand"

But your one lucky girl your mans here to pick you up

Thick legs, big ole jugs legs stick like rims on the truck

Ain't finna peak yet

Wasnt worth always feeling dead.

Ain't my fault this mans eyes look in two different directions

Everybody seems to misread every sentence

Fuck all the fake mans and all the debts owed

Shit i bought them tracks, stupid bitch i'm broke

We ain't doing armani, this is hermes fly

Of a small mans heart trying to get by

Jeans rolled up switch blade in my hand

You’re on neon lights in my bank

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

Your wife's opened a new store, store's got a new mans cones,

Woo-hah, got you all in check

Even when my dreams are dead