This is a song about "Dis niggas"

Put in work make stacks of hunneds, gotta roll dis cash man/

Hold up now don’t get it twisted if you slang do your thang

Hallow be thy name

Dis-able it in shame

I do dis for my niggas and city

Grow up broke on tha rope of insanity

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Make up dis...face it the music i embrace it then lace it with skill,

Hustle 24 hours fo dis country money

Once as a slave who imagined being free

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

I thought i was out atlanta, but god damn i'm outta space

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

Hustle for dis country money

No fiction, mentally dis function,my mind talks why should i mention

Without her making attempts to garner all of my attention