This is a song about "Disregarding males and getting mon"

Feeling like shawn carter before the diamond

Getting on all fours to fill in the pores and,

If you still gon' be on some crooked-ass nigga shit

Fuck stand your ground, it targets black males, they forgot it,

Socialising and getting along

Uh, red bottoms and a thong

Mind and memory are getting polluted

All black everthing on some jigga shit

I see young black males being treated, came from nothing,

That skate hard, thrash black hoodies, try something

I'm singin poems for supporters of my songs

Dad and mom are getting a divorce

"holy shit wow look at them gigantic racks my mon!"

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

And don't you bring your camera phone

Growin out my dreads, i'm bob marley mon