This is a song about "Disobedient wif"

A-town, nigga, yeah it's trap city

Castrate madness wif cage freed from kassem g

Of gold wont really make it bold, even if u held it wif balance,

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Wif hitters enraged from the quitters

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

Tailored wif attitude and faith, sailors of forttuide and taste,

They see me in that lavender tank, you'd rather just faint

But i showboat wif a paddle, so sit on my

I swear the pen right across from hell, i can't cry