This is a song about "Dis my nephew"

Hustle 24 hours fo dis country money

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

Now fck with dis rhyme pace,well u can never catch me in dis race!,

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace

With that block that you chop and the rocks as usual

Fist first, i'll protect my niece or nephew with my knuckle

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky

You never wanted dis to happen but det was your courtesy

Verse two:yeah niggai got tha word as hellya blew trial and tha judge gave you

You'd think she'd be used to it, her nephew used to bang too, he who was i came up thru

Dis-able it in shame

It's been nothing but pain