This is a song about "Deceleration of independence"

Had i not been exposed to these things

Out of this coviction of feelings

Make some move, ambition i’m on a level

Defendants of a meddle, restless full of potential

But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips

Releasing albums will probably be in the rented but the doesn't stop me from independence

Illusion of days of elysium fields full of gladiators

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Gotta go, let her leave

Top of my pile of bodies

Jumped off the porch when i was like six

King of the va, off of those toxins.

Here i go again, falling in love

Raybands...hide the face of,

Thoughts of us of everything of everyone's debts

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs