This is a song about "Dealers"

Flyer then the rest of them, still got my nike boots

He grew up watching pimps, thieves, dealers, and prostitutes,

Crack dealers and converts at concerts going black ops.

For multiple years, witness peers catch gunshots

I'm an overachiever, so how about i start a team of leaders

When deep inside drugs are the only appearance, 10 a g, you're dealers

Hence the intensity inner city dealers pocket profit at my expense

The possibilities endless, what to expect, i'll stop this killin spree, fuck it, who's next?

He grew up watching pimps, thieves, dealers, and prostitutes,

Homey used to be a player, now i coach fools

One can never be judged when he dress like his brothers

Drug dealers live in poverty in gutters with their mothers,

Daddy was a kingpin, a couple milli buried

Crack dealers on the block, young niggas will tamper weed,

Drug dealers, rapists, and murderers

Adabo to my haters