This is a song about "Death and love and sex and guns and weed and money and cars"

Forearm with my gang name, that's an old carve

Bubbling above the elevated tracks and cars

To this day, the game, will never be the same

Thinkin you're so good cause you got money, cars, and fame,

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

You'll be missing work, and switching lanes, and hitting cars,

Took something rough and turn it to a diamond

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

I want to tie her body up and throw her in my basement

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Whiskey cigars and fast cars?

Heard the sound of several gun shots

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

Indeed, the flow raw just the same as my levi jeans

Me and your mum had rough sex

Sweet, okay makes sense