This is a song about "Dumb mc s ladies and gangsters of the street"

Im just a young buck trapped in the mind of a man in his mid 80's

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

Rocked the ef 506 times on the wolf of wall street

We ain't playing for rings and that trophy i mention before, i let em keep

And reminds us that the mixture of guns and puns is too urban and street

Ain't nothing changed since the sadder day, dig

Well ill show you the true heart of this mc

But i can't keep you baby girl i'mma confess

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

I shoot you and kill ya homie, with the same damn nine

So i threw it in a rap so i'd remember that

I'm cream of the crop but the ladies just don't realise it,

And the only ending will be me dead on the fucking street

How come he's not in counseling? fucka's loud while he's sound asleep